God's Loan

"I'll loan 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-six or seven,
But you will, 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'll want this child to learn.

I've looked this wide world over
 in my search for teachers true,
And from the throng that crowd life's lanes,
 I have selected you.

Now, 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 you say,"
  Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
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 should the angels call for him
 much sooner than we planned, 
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
 and try to understand.

~Author Unknown~