The trainer commanded come
In a voice warm as the sun
One responded with tail wagging
One ran off with its ears sagging
The first loved to obey
And displayed much affection
The other ruled its own day
Going another direction
Both felt most rewarded
Each that their life was good
Till one was caught and boarded
For roaming the neighborhood
Come- what a wonderful word
When of a voice you can trust
Such that it's a delight to be heard
Unto anticipation...thus
Come, the Lord invites with command
Offering love for returning
Ever He extends His torn hands
Promising light for discerning
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