"I'll lend for a little while
A child of mine," He Said.
For You love thee 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 good 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,
For all from life returns,
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 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 labor vain
Nor hate me when I come to call to
Take him home Again
My wife's mom got this when (my wife's) brother drowned. Her mom (who has passed away) would give this to any family that lost a child. My wife found it and would like to know who wrote it.
Ty
Dennis Mitchell
