
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
My Son
You may be out of my sight,
but you will never be out of my heart.
I may not see your face, but I will always remember your smile.
I will never hear your voice again, but you will forever whisper in my ear. never got to say goodbye to you,
on tell you has much you really meant to me One day we will meet at Heaven's gates, and I will be waith you again.
This time will be forever, Son.
Happy Heavenly Birthday Jacko
Love Dad x
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