
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
5.9.1944-2.10.2020
Dearly loved husband of Valerie. Adored father of Stuart and Shaun, father-in-law of Chloe and Narelle. Cherished Grandfather of Caitlyn, Tim and Laura, Mckenzie and Lachlan (dec). Step-Grandfather of Max, Lochlan and Spencer.
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on an open grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. I am the soft star shining at night, when you wake in the morning light. Although I am at rest, I am the sunset in the west. Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there, I do not die. So hear these words that here I say, I am the love that will guide your way.
Til we meet again.
A huge thank you to Dr Ayesha Saqid, Dr Neda Haghigi and Dr Skinner.
No longer by our sides, but forever in our hearts.
Where would you like to share this Death Notice?