LAR-SAN KENNEL DOGS PAST 2

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 mistress will come, says he.

"And when she comes she will call for me."

He sees the spirits that pass him by

As they hasten towards the throne.

And he watches them with a wistful eye

As he sits by the gates alone.

"But I know that if I wait patiently,

some day my mistress will come," says he.

And his mistress far on the earth below

As she sits in her easy chair

Forgets, and sometimes whistles low

For the dog that is not there.

And the little dog angel pricks up his ears

And dreams that his mistress's voice he hears.

And I know when at length his mistress waits

Outside in the dark and cold

For the hands of death to open the gates

That lead to the courts of gold,

The little dog angel's eager bark

Will comfort her soul in the shivering dark.