
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
In loving memory of my parents
Werner Rudolf Karl Goessler
21.09.22 ~ 11.06.05
Helen Estelle Goessler
25.05.33 ~ 18.05.16
God saw the road was getting rough
The hill too hard to climb
He gently closed their weary eyes
And whispered “Peace be thine”
Eternally loved, forever missed
Your daughter, Helen
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