William Edward Barnes

I fought my hardest against lung cancer, but my time had come and my mom took me home peacefully Wed Aug 5, 2020. I am no longer in any pain, Ive got my full set of teeth and Im with my loved ones watching you all from heaven playing cards and Risk. Lol. I lived a good life and have no regrets. I encourage good reads such as "The diary of Ann Franks", and "The Green Mile". One of my favorite jokes to pick someone up when they where hurt was... "Does your face hurt? Cause its killing me! Lol" Remember our good memories, and please try to be at peace as I am, for I will always be with you now, an angel in the sky, watching over you, being your guiding eye. I love you, good night. In loving Memory of William E. Barnes A Great Dad, Pop Pop, Brother, Uncle and Son 02/10/1954- 08/05/2020 GENTLEST HEART OF JESUS,...have mercy on the soul of thy servant, bring him far from the shadow of exile to the bright home of heaven. Where we trust Thou and Thy Blessed Mother have woven for him a crown of unending bliss. Amen. Let there be no rage against the dying of the light For I was able to go gently into the goodnight Though wise men at their end know dark is right I held on as long as I could and tried to fight Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Cherish their loved ones, memories and hold them tight I lived a great life and wouldn't change it any other way But I could not stay for another day To laugh, to love, to work or play My soul is now in heaven, do not dismay Be not burdened with times of sorrow I wish you the sunrise and prosperity of tomorrow Perhaps my time seemed all too brief But dont fill yours with sadness and grief May the good Lord have mercy on my soul And provide you with peace and comfort I was set free and write to condole The lightening strikes, and the thunder rolls Ill send pennies down below To comfort you and let you know You are loved and watched over too Cherish our memories, dont be blue For I will always be with you An angel in the sky Watching over you Being your guiding eye I love you, ❤️ good night. Dads Poem, By: Robin Barnes and the dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it. Ecclesiastes 12:7 May He Rest in Peace. Amen.