
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Two years have passed and still I weep,
When visions to my slumbers creep,
I wake and hope that maybe soon, I too will fly beyond the moon,
And when I find that promised land and I take you by the hand,
I know that happy we will be, together for eternity,
From your loving husband Bill, and the two families we made one.
Goodnight my love.
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