
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Noela Dawson
25/12/1945 - 21/10/2013
The moment that you left me, my heart split in two. One side filled with memories, the other died with you. I often lay awake at night when others are fast asleep and take a walk down memory lane with tears upon my cheeks. Remembering you is easy, I do it every day. Missing you is a heartache that never goes away. I hold you tightly within my heart and there you will remain. You see life has gone on without you, but will never be the same.
With Love, Les
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