
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
CARROLL, Mary Therese
15.06.1956 - 6.07.2017
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you, and whispered ``Come to Me''.
With tearful eyes we watched you. We watched you fade away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands now rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best. In Loving Memory of Mary, who passed away 3 years ago today.
She is remembered by her partner Bill, her son Brett, her sisters Julie, Andrea, Maree, Margaret and (dec) Mum and Dad, sister Jan and brother Gerard .
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