
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
HILL. - James. God looked around His garden and He found an empty place, And then He looked down upon the Earth and saw your tired face. He put His arms around you and lifted you to rest, God's garden must beautiful He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain, He knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb, So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered "Peace be thine". It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn't go alone, For part of us went with you the day God called you home Forever In Our Hearts - Your loving wife Margaret, son Gary and daughters Jackie and Karen.Funeral Director Info
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