Old dogs seem to take in stride
the passing of each day,
Content to let the hours pass
What ever comes their way.

They seem to know a secret
which offers peace of mind-
A secret dogs just seem to know,
and humans seldom find.

They lead an unassuming life
and know their master's voice.
A simple touch of their master's hand
will cause them to rejoice.

They listen for his footsteps
and wait beside the door,
Content to let the world go by
to serve him evermore.

If only humans had such faith
to seek the MASTER'S voice
Content to let the world go by-
to worship and rejoice!

Clay Harrison