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Edgar Guest - A Child Of Mine
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	I will lend you, for a little time,
	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 charms to gladden you,
	And should his stay be brief.
	You`ll have his lovely memories,
	As solace for 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 search for teachers true.
	And from the throngs that crowd life`s lanes,
	I have selected you.
	Now will you give him all your love,
	Nor think the labour vain.
	Nor hate me when I come
	To take him home again?
	I fancied that I heard them say,
	`Dear Lord, Thy will be done!`
	For all the joys 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 should the angels call for him,
	Much sooner than we`ve planned.
	We`ll brave the bitter grief that comes,
	And try to understand.
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