
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
In Loving memory of our dearest friend
Dave Formosa
HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST
God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to;
So he put his arms around you,
And Whispered, "Come to me".
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away;
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Always remembered.
Barramundi (Jamie), Trina, Darcy, Hank, Cody and Oran Zammit
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