
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
TAYLOR. - Edward Allan (Allan), passed away Sept. 2, 1998. I lay awake at night when the world is fast asleep, And take a walk down mem ory Lane with tears upon my cheeks. I don't tell anyone just what you mean to me. Instead I cry my tearsalone where no one else can see. So many times I'll think of you, So many times I'll cry. If all my love could have saved you, You never would have died. I love you with all my heart. Thank you for 51 years of being you. Miss You Always - Loving wife Ethel.
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