"I'll lend you, for a little while,
A child of mine"
"For you to love while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be for 6 or 7 months,
Or years sixty two or three,
But will you,
Till I call him back,
Take care of him for me?"
"He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
and should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solice for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below
I want this child to learn.
I've searched this whole world over,
In my search for teachers true,
And from all those that crowd lifes lane,
I have chosen You.
Now won't you give him all your love?
Not think the labor vain?
Not hate me when I come,
To take him home again?"
~He Fancied That He Heard Her Say~
"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done,
For all the joys thy child will bring,
The risk of grief I'll run.
I will shelter him with tenderness,
I will love him while I may,
And for the happiness I've known
Forever grateful stay.
But should thy angel call for him,
Much sooner then I've planned,
I'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And Try To Understand"
Author: Edgar Guest