
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Judith Ann Smith02-05-52 - 17-03-14If Roses grow in Heaven Lord,please pick a bunch for me.Place them in my Mother's armsand tell her they are from me.Tell her that I love her and miss her,and when she turns to smile,place a kiss upon her cheekand hold her for awhile.Because remembering her is easy,I do it every day,but there is an ache within my heartthat will never go away.From Zane, Ness, Channie, Oscar,Madi, Harvey, Billy, Rikki, Ryan & Scot
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