
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
EASTWOOD. _ Edric `George'. Dad, I can't find the right words, so I'm not going to try. I'll just say a verse from the song you sang to Mum on your wedding day. "I have often walked down this street before, but the pavement never rose to meet my feet before. All at once am I several stories high, knowing I'm on the street where you live." An honour to be your daughter _ Marlene, Chris and kids. xxxx Loved by many
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