
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Betty-Anne
Wright
What I would not give to clasp her hand
Her dear, sweet face to see;
To hear her voice, to see her smile,
That meant so much to me.
You left behind an aching heart,
That loved you most sincere.
I never did, nor never will
Forget you, Mother Dear.
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