
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Much loved Mum and Nan. A kind-hearted, no-nonsense woman who was already for a cup of coffee and had some green cordial in the cupboard waiting for her grandkids.
Remembering your garden full of flowers, not being allowed to pass through the invisible gate, and the striped cordial that only magic people could see.
Having Gooligum as a snack or homemade pasties with plum sauce.
Lovely memories of an inspirational woman.
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