Guillermo Edward Guerra Jr., 56, of Mesa, Arizona passed away Monday June 27, 2011 in Tempe, Arizona. Mr. Guerra, an agent for the Department of Homeland Security, ICE, was born in Ray, Arizona. He is survived by his wife Lucinda Guerra, sons Guillermo III, Ricardo and Alberto, sisters Emily Guerra and Grace Quintero and grandchildren Aiden and Kadence. A visitation and rosary will be held at Mountain View Funeral Home, 7900 E. Main St., Mesa, AZ July 4th from 5-8:00 pm with rosary at 7:00 pm. Funeral mass will be held at All Saints Catholic Church, 1534 N Recker Rd. Mesa, Arizona 85205 on Tuesday July 5th at 10:30 am.
My Friend Willie
No one knew the torment,
that you were going through;
We only kept on seeing
What we really wanted to.
We saw the outward smile,
but not your inner pain;
We never really dreamt,
That you would never smile again.
Forgive us if we failed to see,
What we could do to aid;
Or if we failed to comprehend,
How much you were afraid.
We pray your mental anguish,
Will now forever cease;
And that your deep anxieties,
Will be replaced by peace.
We know your pain invaded,
Every single thought you had;
It made you cry internally,
And deeply, deeply sad.
But we in turn remember,
The good times, not the bad;
We remember when you smiled at us,
And not when you were sad.
So when we think about your life,
We won’t dwell upon its close;
We’ll remember all the good times,
And forget about life’s blows.
We’ll remember all the happiness,
The joy and not the tears;
The assurance and the confidence,
And not irrational fears.
Our lives have all been better,
Because you have been there;
So now we leave your memory,
In God’s all-loving care.
(c) 2008 Dick Underwood
My Friend Willie
No one knew the torment,
that you were going through;
We only kept on seeing
What we really wanted to.
We saw the outward smile,
but not your inner pain;
We never really dreamt,
That you would never smile again.
Forgive us if we failed to see,
What we could do to aid;
Or if we failed to comprehend,
How much you were afraid.
We pray your mental anguish,
Will now forever cease;
And that your deep anxieties,
Will be replaced by peace.
We know your pain invaded,
Every single thought you had;
It made you cry internally,
And deeply, deeply sad.
But we in turn remember,
The good times, not the bad;
We remember when you smiled at us,
And not when you were sad.
So when we think about your life,
We won’t dwell upon its close;
We’ll remember all the good times,
And forget about life’s blows.
We’ll remember all the happiness,
The joy and not the tears;
The assurance and the confidence,
And not irrational fears.
Our lives have all been better,
Because you have been there;
So now we leave your memory,
In God’s all-loving care.
(c) 2008 Dick Underwood