Ben Anthony Newell

What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven’s music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered ‘round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby’s blessed smile. He doesn’t say they’ve come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.
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Rebeca Stevens (GTS Friend) Sunday morning

sweet dreams little man.

sweet dreams little man.

Paul Muncaster April 28, 2009

xxx

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Poppy Samuel April 28, 2009

r.i.p little man u will never be forgotton xxxxxx

Emma Collomosse March 23, 2009

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Sometimes life's most precious things,
Slip too quickly from our hands,
Snowflakes, rainbows, childhood,
Castles in the sand.

God gave us a special spot,
to preserve them in our hearts,
A forever place where all we love,
lingers when we part.

Fireflies and autumn leaves,
Roses, kittens, dreams,
Icicles, sunrise, spider webs,
Mornings dew, moon beams.

Butterflies and baby birds,
Flowers that bloom in spring,
Perhaps in life God's greatest gifts,
Are blessed by Him with wings.
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Daphne Edvad March 11, 2009

to ben and ur family wen i worked at streethouse yes u was alittle monkey but alovly one rip sweet karon hetherington xx

Alan Hetherington February 26, 2009

sleeptight sweetheart

Thinking about you all today, rip ben such a tradgedy xx

Laura-Pauline Asprey Grandaughter W February 20, 2009

In Loving Memory Of My Cousion Ben Newell

If tears could build a stair way,
And memories were a lane.
I would walk right up to heaven,
To bring you home again.

No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say good-bye.
You were gone before i knew it,
And only god knows why.

My heart still aches in sadness,
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.

Leah Daines (Cousin) February 19, 2009

The Broken Chain

We little knew that morning that god was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to loose you, you did not go alone, for part of us went with
you, the day god called you home.
You left us happy memories, your love is still our guide, and although we cannot see you, you are always at are side,
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,
But as god calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
R.I.P our little angel Ben will miss you forever and always lots of love Auntie Gem, Tia and Elise.
Sleeptight cheeky!

Gemma Hunter (Auntie) February 19, 2009

Hug for you Ben x

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Sending you a great big hug ,
with lots of love
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Louise Candlin (Family Friend) February 18, 2009