I'll lend you, for a little
while,
A rattie friend, He said,
For you to love while she
lives
And mourn when she is dead.
She'll bring her charms to
gladden you,
And shall her stay be brief,
You'll have her loving memories
As solace for your grief.
I've looked the wide world
over
In search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that
crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
I fancied that I heard you
say,
Lord, thy will be done.
For all the joy this rat will
bring,
the risk of grief I'll run.
And should you call for her
Much sooner than I planned,
I'll brave the bitter grief
that comes
And try to understand. |
It may be one or two years,
Or maybe even three,
But, will you, 'til I take
her back,
Take care of her for me?
I cannot promise she will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But there is are lessons taught
on earth,
I want this rat to learn.
Now will you give her lots
of love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come
To take her back again?
I'll shelter her with tenderness.
I'll love her while I may.
And for the happiness I've
known,
Forever grateful stay.
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