Beckoning!

A BECKONING!

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

to where,

the pine trees grow.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

where the babbling brook,

so gently flows.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

come and see,

the wildflowers,

in the lane,

where they  beautifully,

beautifully grow.

Come hither, come hither,

young person,

open the word,

the wonderful word of God,

it will guide you,

as you travel this sod.

~ Winston Staples