
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
DIMOGLIDIS, Mark.Died 31/05/2005Ten years have passed since we lost a precious part of us - our Mark.The days, the weeks, the years have not eased our sadness and time does not heal!It just confirms the deep losswe all feel.You were ourbright and shiny Mark,full of life and cheeky boyish pranks that made us laughwith joy.Underneath that fun,that cheeky grin and that strength, lay a timid, vulnerable Mark too trusting of this world.You ran so fast, you ran so hard. I should have taken better care, I should have read the signs.A part of me died with youon that day, that part of joyI cannot find without you, my son, my Mark.Our family's pain runs deep without you Markand you are always in our thoughts and prayers.We see you in our dreams, your memory is never farand your name is on our lips.We love you Mark. Rest in eternal peace now, with your mother by your side.Dimoglidis familyJohn, Pam, Christo, Gina, Helen, Jonie, Mark, Yiota, Aaron, Jonathan, Markayla, Connie, Trent and Jamie
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