“…what I saw at punggol field…”

“…what I saw at punggol field…”..

I saw…

…so in peace laid angelic white
to rest did she from such tedious fight
who seek the ways of trust and faith
Upon by god has her name a place.

Posters show at the side of the hall,
creeds and tolls hath she endured,
of sad things that man can’t cure,
she did with a smile, which we all adore.

I wonder at tears that will not cease,
Still with years for a sad like this,
Yet I see not eyes of sympathy,
But a sense of calm tranquility

In awe I knew what she hath done,
not the blog nor the site she runs
she cure the fear of death like magic,
oh, not trivial, but just heroic.

© apoet 3.09 pm 3^rd june 2008

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