Rev. Eugene Williams Poem by Randy Johnson

Rev. Eugene Williams



When my uncle married your daughter in 1975, you became his father-in-law.
Your daughter gave birth in 1979 and that was when you became a grandpa.
You lived long enough to see your great-great-grandchild, that's a privilege that many don't receive.
You raised a family and you were a preacher, those were great things that you were able to achieve.
It must have been nice to hold your great-great-grandson.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned ninety-one.
Your life came to an end and you entered the Pearly Gates.
After living a long life, you died at the age of eighty-eight.
You preached the word of God when you became a Reverend.
Today would've been your birthday if your life hadn't come to an end.

Tuesday, October 25, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: goodbye,birthday,death
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Dedicated to Eugene Williams (1931-2020) who died on October 1,2020
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