
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
BRAUN, Rhonda May 4.11.1942 - 22.12.2008 Each morning when we awake we know that you are gone. And no one knows the heartache as we try to carry on. Our hearts still ache with sadness and many tears still flow. What it meant to lose you no one will ever know. Our thoughts are always with you your place no one can fill. In life we loved you dearly in death we love you still. There will always be heartache and often a silent tear, But always a precious memory of the days when you were here. We never ask for miracles but today just one would do, To see the front door open and have you walk on through. Love John, Colin, Trish, Kylie, Bec & Grandchildren
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