Remembering friends
It has been over four years now since my dear friend Pei Sze left us after a coma. I was teaching in Free School back then, the same place where I met her. I mourned the loss as many of my friends did. Yet how can you put it to words? The image of her mother crying at the funeral parlour is still plastered in my mind. Yes, it is really heart wrenching that a parent should surpass a child’s lifespan.
When I was younger I read from a book that, Each and every person that comes into your life has a gift or a lesson for you. Once that lesson is taught, they will move on to enrich another’s life. Though Pei Sze has only been with most of us for such a short period of time, I believe she has managed to enrich our lives differently. I’m doing my part now to keep Pei Sze’s gift alive in both our hearts and minds. I know a lot of us still feel the pain but I don’t think Peiz would want us to be like this. Her sudden lost still stings me deeply for I’ve promised myself never to attend a friend’s funeral at this young age. Looks like our Earth Angel went back to Heaven. Yet my fondest memory of Peiz was when she locked the whole gang out of the apartment because she fell asleep in August 2001.
This is the poem I wrote, in Pei Sze’s honour.
The Bubbly Angel (3/2/02)
Soft black curls framed her porcelain like face,
So pale, so delicate, the perfect angel,
Never was there a dull moment,
When she grace a venue with her presence,
How bubbly she is, as smiles start to appear,
This angel I see, smiling in glee,
Happy to bring cheer around her,
Her soft voice comforts like a warm hug,
Her cheery ways melts the darkest of days,
She was your shoulder to cry on,
Your strength when you are weak,
She was your voice when you couldn’t speak,
Your friend, your comrade, your partner in crime,
Your listener, your secret bearer,
Your light when the world suddenly turns dark,
You always expect that bubbly angel to be there,
And now that she is gone, all of a sudden,
All you can do is cry and weep,
You are speechless, as tears roll down your cheeks,
Your body numb with pain and grief,
A pain that she could no longer ease,
For she has given you a gift to heal yourself,
The gift of love and sweet memories,
For both she and you will have to go on,
But she will look after you from Heaven above,
Making sure you live by what she believes,
Everyday Sunday!!
God gave me…
God gave me an angel,
And disguised her as my friend,
With skin as pale as snow,
Hints of rosy cheeks and a joyful soul to match.
Pei Sze.. I miss you girl…. I really do.
Copyright ©2006 Adeline Ong