Love Poem: The Interlopement
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Written by: David Smalling

The Interlopement

Good evening, children
Glad you made through the rain
I am not long here now
Just want to rearraange the house again
There is another seat at the table
He comes last
But he his the honored first
Yesterday tomorrow's die has cast
And so it shall be

This change is well intended
And yet not intentional
Let none by a brother be offended
Our plans are merely provisional
What are is what we became
From the foundation of the earth
The spark is not the flame
And the fire's essence and worth
Obedience is our only favor
To the will that charms us to surrender
Hear me then
And meet now Andrew
Another specimen
Of a greater love
The deep first planted
Where no tree forgets

And now I shall sleep
In the peace of this embrace
One last promise still to keep
One last mountain
For faith to take
For nothing in our life is a mistake
Except our blindness
Of its coming
And our weakness when its going
Children are life's castles of men desires
And love the steel that holds them plumb
My quiver was never full
The way I love them
My heart was never empty
The way I cared
Let me taste your lips again
And drink the rain
That balms the flood of all my pains.