Mum
So clear when everything seems
So fogged and far away;
Hands, still strong and warm,
Even when the spirit sense
Was gone. Rock knuckles
Weathered by wars, lost
Lives and times of adversity.
You were the Butterfly-Girl
Crossing continents, striding and
Strident, belonging to none.
Independence of mind when you
Led me; depending on others to be
Finally led. The eyes, the face,
The features of a race we cannot
Win. But when those hands
Hold mine, I see you, again.
Mee Ling Pang (10 Feb 1928 - 11 Oct 2018)
Funeral Director
In loving memory of Mee Ling Pang who sadly passed away on 11th October 2018.
A loving wife, mother and grandmother, who is so special and loved dearly by so many.
There are so many fond memories to cherish for eternity.
We will always love you, we will never forget you and hope now that you finally Rest In Peace.
xxx
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