There well be a death in the family today
Most of you well understand what I am about to say
There won't be an obituary in the papers
Friends well not gather to pray
But there well be tears shed this day
For me Holmes has been more than a friend
He waited for my visits right to the end
He was not even my pet
But memories linger of his love yet
He was there to greet me every day
We nannied and took the Grandkids out to play
Holmes was not one of those little dogs
You know the tiny toys you sat on your lap
He followed you room to room and on the floor he sat
He was an Elkhound and large at that
But gentle afraid of the neighbors cat
Yet once an angry Bobcat was in the yard
A mean growl looked at the children hard
There came Holmes in front taking charge
No matter the fear he was always on guard
The Vet said today a family member passes away
I am at a loss for the words to the children I must say
Holmes lowered his head and a special family member
has passed away
**This is not made up. The family gathered at
the vets office. Holme lay unresponsive but eyes
open. Grandaughter was last to arrive. Holmes
struggled to raise his head and as if he waited
for her arrival laid back to rest. If I came for
a visit no longer it had been since I was last there.
He would quickly find me and follow me anywhere I
would go. Lay his head on my lap for loves. We had
a special bond. I well miss him.