
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
UNDERWOOD Edward John "Ted" 05.07.1929 ~ 02.12.2011 Dad is gone but not forgotten, and as dawns another year, In lonely hours of thinking, thoughts of him are always near. Many think the wound is healed But little do they know Of the sorrow that lies in the heart concealed. Your smile has gone forever, and your hand I cannot touch, I have so many memories of you, Dad, love you so very much. Sadly Missed by Tracey, Jessica and William.
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