Please God, if you should hear a scratch,
On Eden's gate tonight,
A gentle whine, a muffled bark,
Have Peter take a light,
And open up the pearly gates,
And call his spirit in,
For I think he lived in Heaven once,
Please, take him back again.
He may have been a mongrel,
Without a pedigree,
Yet he was noble, kind and good,
I think You will agree,
That he'd be very useful
Where the souls of children play,
He'll romp with them and see, dear God,
They do not go astray.
Just tell him that we're sorry
That we could not pat his head,
And whisper how we loved him,
Ere his spirit fled.
I pray that when death beckons,
And my soul surmounts life's fog,
I'll rate a place in Heaven,
Dear God, beside our dog.
Author Unknown
