
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
JES’SE, OUR DARLING SON,
FROM US, DEATH TOOK YOU, FAR TOO YOUNG.
A LONG 16 YEARS NOW HAVE PAST,
SINCE IN OUR ARMS WE HELD YOU LAST.
EVERYDAY THE PAIN OF OUR LOSS IS GREAT,
DEATH, OUR ENEMY WE DO SO HATE.
SOON THOUGH, YOU AGAIN, WE WILL SEE,
OUR LIVES COMPLETE, AS WITH US YOU WILL BE.
FEELING SUCH HAPPINESS THEN, WE WILL THRIVE,
AS THE PROMISE WE HAVE, AGAIN WITH US, YOU’LL BE ALIVE.
THAT TIME TO SEE YOU, WE WAIT FOR SO PATIENTLY,
SO MANY SHED TEARS OF JOY THEN, THERE WILL BE.
IN THE MEANTIME, WE LIVE OUR LIVES THE BEST WE CAN,
LOOKING FORWARD EAGERLY, TO JEHOVAH’S PLAN.
SO HAPPY WE’LL BE TO SEE YOU, OUR DARLING YOUNG ONE,
AS YOU ARE DEARLY MISSED, OUR PRECIOUS SON.
JOHN 5 : 25
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