I will lend to you for a while, a pup, God said
For you to love them while they live and mourn for them when they're dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three
But will you, until I call them back, take care of them for me?
They’ll bring their charms to gladden you and (should their stay be brief)
You’ll always have some memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise they 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 crowd’s life’s land I have chosen you
Now will you give them all your love Nor think the labour 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 them with tenderness, we’ll love them while we may
And for the happiness we’ve known forever grateful stay.
But should you call them back much sooner than we’ve planned,
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes to try and understand.
If, by our love, we’ve managed, your wishes to achieve,
In memory of those we loved, to help us while we grieve.
When our faithful bundle departs this world of strife,
Maybe we’ll have yet another pup and love it all its’ life.