
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
June 8, 1933
July 18, 2012
Those we love don’t go away,
They walk beside us every day.
Unseen, unheard, but always near.
Still Loved,
Still Missed
To the most generous, kind, hardworking, Husband, Father and Grandfather.
Much loved and respected Brother, Brother-in-law, Uncle and Friend to many.
— Your loving Family always
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