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A Little Dog Angel
High up in the courts of Heaven today
A little dog waits;
With the other angels he will not
play,
But he sits alone at the
gates,
"F or I know that my
master will come," says he,
"And when he comes he'll call for
me."
And his master far on the earth
below,
As he sits in his easy
chair,
Forgets sometimes, and he whistles
low
For the dog that is not
there;
And the little dog angel cocks his
ears
And dreams that his master's call he
hears.
And I know that at last when his master
waits
Outside, in the dark and cold
For the hand of death to open the
gates
That lead to those courts of
gold,
The little dog angel's eager
bark
Will comfort his soul in the shivering
dark.
Author Unknown
 Midi by N2Rainbows
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