Little Black Dog

Little black dog with eyes of brown
we never see you wear a frown
You're happy with a ball or an old dry bone
Your eyes light up when we come home

Little black dog, you never fail
to greet us with your waggly tail
You prance with joy around our feet --
What makes a dog so doggone sweet?

You know all gifts come from your master
That's why your little heart beats faster
You gladly follow your master's way,
eager to please him every day

Little black dog, I wish that we
could look at life the way you see
We'd smile, just knowing God is near
His tender voice, we'd strain to hear

The simple things would bring us joy --
like the laugh of a little girl or boy
The thought of seeing Him face-to-face
would cause our eager hearts to race

And we would always give Him praise
for every gift, thru all our days
With every ounce of strength, we'd go
to follow Him, Who loves us so

And when He called us to come home
we'd dance for joy around His throne
Little black dog, it's plain to see
God sent you to teach these things to me

~ Connie Faust ~

[ by: Connie Faust, Copyright © 2007 (beracah1@evenlink.com) -- submitted by: Connie Faust ]