
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
28.03.76 - 29.11.94
Though we cannot see your smile,
Hear your voice or hold your hand,
You are forever 18.
Dearly loved and Never forgotten.
We so miss you - all our love Mum and Dad (Lorraine and Stewart and brother Paul)
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