
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
MARSH. _ Rose. Step-mother to Wayne, wife to Lorry (dec.). There may have been a step, but you were my Mum. You ironed my shirts and polished my shoes, you made sure I was neat. You made Dad and I laugh through good times and bad. Nana Rudd to Cameron and Amelia. Nana Marsh to Ethan, Matthew, Hannah and Phoebe. Sadly missed, not forgotten Now with Lorry Love _ Wayne and family.
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