My Lost Dog

The angel dog

High up in the courts of heaven today
a little dog angel waits,
with the other angels he will not play,
but he 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,
And 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 who is not there.
And the little dog angel lifts his ears
and dreams that his master's 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 angel's bark.

cuz this little dog never gave up wating.,for his owner that he truly does love...

This poem is dedicated to my ever loving dog Jack, who i miss very much and wish that one day we shall meet again,

Love and light xx

firebird firebird
18-21, F
1 Response Jun 26, 2007

oh hunny thats lovely and i know someday you will meet again, over the rainbow bridge, blessed be hunny. <br />