Child, Dear Child Poem by James McLain

Child, Dear Child,
Drink from the spring,
when it's clear and fresh
when ever you can
and If his countenance,
It pleases you, learn to walk
but never too run so
Starved is your heart,
he will feed it and more deep inside
Though you run out of it just once,
it will never again
too long is it's breadth,
love will allow you too breath it in again
Like the sun up above
and horned there down below,
there will never be again stones like that,
because you will always know this,
you were the first one,
and never,
will you be come,
some one other than that.




s.t.