
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
WEBB. - Evelyn Joyce Coral. 11.11.1918 - 27.05.2011 Goodbye old mate, we did our best and leaving it is hard to bear. I would envy you your rest under the little cross up there... A forgiving wife and mother, raiser and educator of three sons, a faithful daughter and sister, a true servant of God... A friend to the hungry, the homeless, the down and out, the drunkard, the old and lonely, the prisoner just out of gaol, the criminal and the immoral... A lover of children, of stray animals, and young fledgling chicks fallen from the nest... Always giving, never selfish, sleeping now Waiting for the resurrection of the just, at the 2nd coming of the Lord Jesus Christ; descending the skies with the Holy and Mighty angels... Rev 14:13 And I heard a voice from Heaven saying, "write this - blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from hence forth...blessed indeed says the Spirit that they may rest from their labours, for their work do follow them..." Rest In Peace
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