
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Dear Con:
We grew up together from childhood, hitting volleys down at the "park."
A gentle, forgiving soul you were, better than the rest of us.
Sorry for taking you for granted. I wasn’t there for you. Please forgive me.
The good Lord knows your heart and has plans for you, mate. Just put in a good word for me, so that I might one day get to where you are.
Forever in my heart.
One of the "CHUD BOYS"
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