A little dog angel awaits..
With the other angels he will not play
He just sits alone at the gates...
"For I know my master will come," says he
" And when he comes he will call for me"
The other angels pass him by
As they hurry toward the throne,
He watches them with a wistful eye
As he sits at the gates alone
"But I know if I just wait patiently,
That someday my master will call for me."
And his master down on earth below,
As she sits in her easy chair,
Forgets sometimes and whispers low,
To the dog that is not there.
And the little dog angel cocks his ears,
And dreams that his masters voice he hears.
And when at last his master waits
Outside in the dark and cold,
For the hand of death to open the door,
That leads to those courts of gold,
She will hear a sound through the gathering dark
A little dog angels bark.
--- Norrah Holland
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