
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
GARREFFA, Cherry Patricia
My Bon Anima You left in my loving embrace, our foreheads together, a priest by your side, gasping your last breath, 9.55am 19.5.15. Cruelly forsaken in both life and passing My perfect wife, wonderful mother, empathetic nurse, extraordinary animal rescuer. A tiny furless orphaned Pademelon Wallaby was brought to you, Jo Jo, with love, kindness and all else aside he thrived. Returned to the wild, 3 years later we went to see if we could see Jo Jo again. He was now an alpha dominant male at Waldheim, Cradle Mountain. "Jo Jo, Jo Jo is that you", his ears pricked, he knew your voice. He left his mob came the 50 yards and licked mummy’s hand with precious love A creature of the wild, so trusting. So gutted without you. Love Tony.
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