
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
8-12-36 ~ 30-4-19
God saw you getting tired
When a cure was not to be
He wrapped his arms around you and
Whispered "Come to Me"
Its lonely here without you
We miss you more each day
For life is not the same
Since you were called away
Your loving wife Bronwyn and my family
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