
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
KEAY ARTHUR,
Well "Big Arthur", You have decided after 87 years of being here, that you would step it up a notch. Go up to the Pearly Gates and watch over me, guide me in the right direction, as you have always done as my dad. Lets hope that they are prepared for your sense of humour, have a cold Melbourne stubby and a smoke waiting. Reunited with Mum.Thanks for your love and support. Love "Little Arthur" and Mark.
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