T0 ALL PARENTS
I'll lend you, for a little while, a child of Mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charm to gladden you, and shall his stay be
You'll have his lovely memories as solace in your grief.
"I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there, I want this child to learn."
I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again?
I fancied that I heard them say "Dear Lord, Thy will be
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever, grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him much sooner than we've
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.