
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
FRENCH, James 29.01.44 - 05.12.10 No-one can take your place with me, And time has proved that I'm right. There's no place I'd rather be, Than at your place for the night. You are as natural as the night, And all that springs from you is good. And the Children born beneath your light, Are like the birds on Winterwood. Forever missed by Gayle, Rebecca & Melissa.
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