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 (beracah@evenlink.com) -- submitted by: Connie Faust ]