
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
WALSH, William James (Bill) My dear Billy has left us, and we are, for a time, bereft. Dearly loved and cherished by so many. What a journey you took us all on! I will love you endlessly. Rose His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The ones who rise up and say 'I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come. - Marcus Zusack - The Book Thief
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