John Newman Williams

Monday morning I received a phone call from my Dad. Somehow I knew what it was before he told me. His brother, my uncle Johnny, had past away after a long, courageous bout with cancer. I wrote the following poem in honor of his memory as soon as i got off the phone. I hope it is fitting.

"Brother John"

First Born
Committed to the Cause
Peace be with You

Partners in Crime - He & She
Dad to Three
Father to Many
Peace be with You

Circuit Rider -
for a Modern Age
Set Himself Ablaze
Others Watched Him Burn
Peace be with You

Strong in Spirit
Dedicated in Purpose
Grace to the End
Peace be with You

Pictures Fade
but Imprints Remain
Peace be with You