
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
WILLIAMS Keith Bernard. 15.03.1966 - 26.10.2015 Suddenly The Angels looked around their garden, And found an empty place. They then looked down upon the Earth And saw Keith's tired face. They put their arms around him, And lifted him to rest Their garden must be beautiful, As they only take the best. They knew he was in pain, They knew that he would never be himself on Earth again. They saw the road was getting rough, And the hills were hard to climb. So they closed his weary eyes And whispered "Now it's time." Our hearts are broken that we've lost him, But he hasn't gone alone. For part of us went with him When the Angels called him home. My darling Godson _ Suzanne and Melanie.
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