Brian Lewendon

1943 - 1945
LocationBasingstoke
Age2 years
Cause of DeathNatural Causes
Date of Birth10/07/1943
Date of Death18/08/1945
Visitors580 since 13/05/2009
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Brian Lewendon,

Brian Would of been my uncle,but he died when he was only a little boy,i have heard many stories from his brother (my granddad) about his childhood and know he would of been the best uncle in the world.

Brian,i hope you are keeping everyone in heaven safe and looking after my big sister,i know granddad thinks of you everyday and i know he is hurting inside but trys to keep it strong even tho he really wants to cry.


Granddad blames himself for your death but we all know it wasnt his fault, he was only a young boy himself and didnt mean to leave the door open for the stairs,he is sorry and we try to tell him thats its not his fault but all he wants is for you to tell him it is ok.

i hope your ok up in heaven uncle and i will meet you one day,

night night and god bless,love you x

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How will heaven be?
As far as I can see
It will have huge bells
And will be situated on clouds
It will have many golden wells
That will so often swell
Rain will be abundant
And the sun will shine all day long
Angels will play on the harp
The sweetest summer song
Music that will touch the heart
While those beneath will shed drops of sorrow
Little will they know what will happen on the morrow
But to them up above
As plain and clear it will be
As far as far as I can see
Yes there will be misty alleys
And lush green meadows
Fresh with the fragrant smell of spring
Winter will never be bitter
Summer never so hot
Autumn never so bare
And resources never so scarce
Food for all will be relished by all.
Grateful we’ll be as grateful can be
Mountains high and strong and brown
Surrounding that hidden land,
Beautiful and vast seas I see
There colour as blue as sapphire can be
And the white waves lashing upon the shore
Sitting on the flattened grey rocks
Who would not call it absolutely heavenly?
However it might actually be,
But can we still not see
There will lie behind this seen
A relieving feeling of bliss
For where not have we been
But is this not by all believed
That after one’s decease
This is the land of eternal peace
Where we all ultimately reach?
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Sylvie Belanger

July 10, 2011
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