Patricia Ann Harmon-Pride

On Saturday October 12, 2019 Patricia Ann heard the Master say “Well Done good and faithful servant “and she moved from this earthly pain and suffering to ETERNITY. She is now reunited with her mother Johnnie B Harmon(Big Momma),her father Harry K Harmon SR(Doc) and her brother Harry K Harmon JR (JR Bubba).

2 Corinthians 5 8 - 10 8 We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.9 Wherefore we labor, that, whether present or absent, we may be accepted of him.

10 For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ; that every one may receive the things done in his body, according to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad.

Patricia Ann leaves behind to cherish her precious memories: Her two children Zachary D Harmon (Lucy M Harmon wife) and Franchisca Renee Gilder(JL Anderson Fiancé). She has 5 grandchildren Larrell J White, Basia M Gilder, Zachary D Harmon Jr(Atiana Harmon wife), SSG(P) Jeremy D Harmon, Detrick R Gilder JR. She had 4 great grandkids Jason G White(Larrell), Athena Harmon (ZJ), Adonis Clark (ZJ), Camden Wallin(ZJ). She also leave a host of cousins, other relatives and friends.

Patricia Ann was born at Parkland Hospital on April 5, 1948. She attended Lincoln High School. She worked in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area until she retired.

Weep Not For Me

By an Unknown Author

Weep not for me though I have gone

Into that gentle night

Grieve if you will, but not for long

Upon my soul’s sweet flight

I am at peace, my soul’s at rest

There is no need for tears

For with your love I was so blessed

For all those many years

There is no pain, I suffer not

The fear is now all gone

Put now these things out of your thoughts

In your memory I live on

Remember not my fight for breath

Remember not the strife

Please do not dwell upon my death

But celebrate my life

I am Not There

Do not stand by my grave and weep

For I am not there.

I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am diamonds that glint on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush

I am the swift uplifting rush of butterflies in joyous flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there.

I did not die.

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