Puppy Poem
I dont know if anyone has ever read this, but I just found it and thought it was great, so I thought I would share with those who havent read it.
Lend Me a Pup
I will lend to you for awhile,
A pup, God said,
For you to love her while she lives
And mourn for her when she's dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
Or maybe 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 always have her memories
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay,
Since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.
I've looked the whole world over
In search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowds life's land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come
To take my Pup back again.
I fancied that I heard them say
"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done,"
For all the joys this Pup will bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness
We'll love her while we may
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But should you call her back
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
If, by our love, we've managed,
your wishes to achieve
In memory of her we loved,
To help us while we grieve
When our faithful bundle
Departs this world of strife,
We'll have yet another Pup
And love her all her life.
-Anonymus
Lend Me a Pup
I will lend to you for awhile,
A pup, God said,
For you to love her while she lives
And mourn for her when she's dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
Or maybe 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 always have her memories
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay,
Since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.
I've looked the whole world over
In search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowds life's land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come
To take my Pup back again.
I fancied that I heard them say
"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done,"
For all the joys this Pup will bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness
We'll love her while we may
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But should you call her back
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
If, by our love, we've managed,
your wishes to achieve
In memory of her we loved,
To help us while we grieve
When our faithful bundle
Departs this world of strife,
We'll have yet another Pup
And love her all her life.
-Anonymus