
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
In loving memory of HERAN, Joan Elizabeth 12.06.1923 - 01.05.2012 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. Rest in peace. From all of your loving family.
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