In Loving Memory



Ryan Lee Wesling, October 13, 1998 - January 29, 2007

God's gift for a while

“I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine,” He 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 should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace of 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've looked the whole wide world over
In my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I've 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 fancy that I heard them say,
“Dear Lord thy will be done.
For all the joy thy child shall bring,
the risk of grief will 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 should the Angels call for him
much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand.”