Pictures of My Brother

India Williams - Jul 28, 2007

I have copied a prose that I wrote the other day about Bill. I would like you all to read it and if Paul or Becky would like to add anything please reply with your ideas. Please don't laugh at the silly way I write......it's just me.

Pictures of My Brother:

There he stands…
Just visible in the weeds of the lane
The top of his head showing.
A smile that lit
A dirt spattered face.
A smile that tells of
A mischievous boy;
Teasing and joking
Running and playing,
With energy to spare.
Hanging on wooden fences
Yelling, romping, rolling
Living life to the fullest.

There he stands.....
Hands on his hips
"Hurry up!"
I can hear him yell.
Having a little sister
Two steps behind
Was not his plan.
Mom, "Do I have to take her with me?".

There he stands......
A teenager.
Still showing
That winning smile
With hair pulled back
In the famous ducktail.
So debonair,
So confident,
Leaning on his black
Wing tailed chevy.

There he stands......
A missionary
Tall and straight;
Dark in color
An aura of brightness
On his face.
Never professing perfection
But acknowledging weakness,
Trusting in the Lord

There he stands.......
Dressed in white
In the shadow of the Holy Temple.
His eternal companion by his side.
A smile of happiness;
Yet in his eye
A shadow of fear.
A great responsibility
Now was his.

There he sits........
As a father
His children
His sisters
Surround him.
His bright eyes
Radiate the love within.

There he stands........
An aging man
His smile
A human magnet
So bright and warm
Drawing in the weak of spirit
And the sad of heart.
Seeming to know
Just what to say
To ease the aching soul.
Lines crisscross his forehead
A written note
For all to see
The depth of his own soul.
A halo of white
Adorns his head.

There he sits.........
An aura of white
Encircles his form.
Death is near!
That smile,
Still welcoming,
Still there,
Head bowed,
Reading his beloved
Worn scriptures.
Gnarled fingers
Lovingly touch the page.

There he stands..........
An honorable man,
A man tried by life,
A man to follow.
A brother;
A tease, a jokester, a guide, a hero
An eternal companion
Wise and thoughtful
A lover and a friend.
A father
Loving,
Kind of word,
Strong of spirit, a support, an example,
An eternal guide

There he stands.........
A bright star in the heavens
Of my memory.
A worthy man
Walking uprightly as a servant
Of God.
The blueprint of his life
Will guide generations to come
As his fathers’ did before him.

Read what others had to say:

Matt Porter - Jul 28, 2007
Aunt Bunny,

Thank you for your loving memory of our father. We have just finished reading it for him. Mohter did a good job at reading it to dad and was at peace has she read. Though no words where said by him I felt the loving presence of gratitude from him for a sister like you. Thank you so much for your love and dedication for my father. He loves you and is proud of you and the things you do.

His eyes where filled with love for you as you visited on the phone with you. As he continued to ask you "what are you upto sweetheart." Oh how he loves his family children, mother and sisters a like. We Love you as our Father Loves you thank you for your heart and your love.

From all of us

Lenay, Bryan, Lori and Jared

Becki Vernon - Jul 30, 2007
Sister,
That is truly beautiful. Thank you for putting in words the love we have for brother, father, husband and faithful servant of God.
Love you. Bec

Jared Ballard - Jul 30, 2007
Aunt Bunny,

after we got done reading dad your poem. Dad sat for some time with his eyes shut then he opened them and motioned to us and said something. We could not understand his soft voice and he tried and tried to get us to understand with everything that he could even using charades with his hands finally we understood he wanted the poem read again.