
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Your body grew weak
Our phone calls no longer can be
For on the wings of a dove, you were set free
You were a Jack of all trades, but highway fever got a hold on you
You will not be forgotten Dad/Pop
We send you our love on the wings of a dove
Forever in our hearts Teena, Sean, Michala and Riley
Eldest son of Nancy (Dec) and Kenneth (Dec), brother of Robert (Dec), Susan, Peter, Sallyanne (Dec) and Roger.
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