The Uninvited Guest…

wedding window

Two lives end as one begins

In the prettiest of places

But it is the in-between spaces

Where loves are shared with kin.


There is a third party

Coming to the occasion

And He doesn’t have

That handsome invitation.


But the hosts do not mind

If this party attends

For when it does

Love truly descends.


Can you guess of whom I speak?

Will the guessing make legs weak?

It depends on who you are

And what you know about life so far.


But even if you cannot guess

The event will still continue

And if the two are wise

They will want his watching eyes.


For he blesses what will follow

In the whole and in the hollow

And I will sing his praises

For giving joy to both their faces.

Monday’s Post: What was your guess for vernissage?

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