
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
“KANGA”
Stephen Brenn Smith
23.10.66 - 14.10.13
I miss you holding me tight,
Your snoring at night.
I feel so alone I wish you could come back home.
You’re gone forever and we’re apart.
But you’ll always be in my heart.
Love Ya Heaps of Heaps.
Liza
Still miss the sound of your voice, t
he wisdom in your advice,
the stories you shared. 5 years has changed nothing.
I miss you just as much today as the day I lost you.
Love you Daddy everyday
xxx Shannon
To my dad and my best mate. C
an’t believe it’s been 5 years without you time flies,
but yet it still feels like only yesterday.
Will see you again, until then I am still doing everything you taught me and enjoying the things we both loved, fishing, motorbike riding and of course, drinking XXXX Gold.
Love u dad. Shane
Always Loved and Never Forgotten
Mario & June
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