
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
PHYLLIS C MOORE1935 ~ 2006"God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to beSo He put his arms around youAnd He whispered "Come to Me"With tearful eyes we watched youYou fought so hard to stayA golden heart stopped beatingHard working hands at restGod broke our hearts to prove to usHe only takes the best" To our Dear Wife, Mum,Gran, Great GranLoved and always rememberedNed, Sis, Ed, Jim, Sue,Joshua, Andrew, Tina, Ella & Ayl
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