These are some of the gifts
Internet friends have made for Allie.
Thank you everyone.
 
 
I�ll lend you for a little time
A child of mine,� Christ 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 shall 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 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 back again.
I fancied that I heard them 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 shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we planned;
We�ll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
Author Unknown
Contributed by a Mother who
lost her child all too young
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