A woman messaged me and told me I might like and want to share a poem that someone gave to her when her daughter died. Maybe it will help comfort those who are struggling right now.
To All Parents
"I'll lend you for a little while a child of
mine," he said,"for you to love the while she lives and mourn for when
she's dead. It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three, but
will you,till I call her back, take care of her for me? She'll bring her
charms to gladden you, and should her stay be brief, you'll have her
lovely memories as solace for your grief."
"I cannot promise
she 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 true and from the throngs that crowd life's
lanes I have chosen you. Now will you give her all your love, nor think
the labor vain, nor hate me when I come to call to take her back again?"
"I fancied that I heard them say,"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done! For all
the joy this child shall bring, the risk of grief will run. We'll
shelter her with tenderness,we'll live her while we may, and for the
happiness we've known, forever grateful stay; but should the angels call
for her much sooner than we've planned, we'll brave the bitter grief
that comes and try to understand!"
By Edgar Guest