
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
My beloved man you grew your wings on Tuesday morning at 7.35am while sleeping. I miss you so much and love you, not a day goes by I don't cry over you. My life is so different now your not here with me. If only I could hear your voice and feel your lips just one more time. May you rest in peace my love. Love always from myself and our fur babies.
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