A dog’s tale <br /> <br /> <br />A small dog shows his loyalty <br /> he sleeps beside his master grave. <br />By his own choice he is quite free <br /> to seek the home he does not have. <br /> <br />He leaves his post by morning light <br />and sallies forth in search of food. <br />Where he is greeted with delight <br /> by children from the neighbourhood. <br /> <br />Polite and friendly he’ll accept <br />what ever scraps may come his way. <br />The people know by night he slept <br /> beside his masters grave, he lay. <br /> <br />This duty although self imposed <br /> he carried out until he died <br />Though no one at that time supposed <br />his fame would spread, become world wide. <br /> <br />Granted freedom of the city <br />by order of the Lord Provost. <br />A reward for his constancy <br />an honour very few can boast. <br /> <br />Epitome of loyalty <br /> this small dog earned his world wide fame. <br />By keeping vigil faithfully. <br />Grey Friars Bobby was his name. <br /> <br />His statue stands for all to see. <br />Today keeps vigil in his stead <br /> but Bobby has gone hopefully <br />to lie beside his master’s bed. <br /> <br />The tourists come from far and wide <br /> to view his statue and to see <br />the place where Bobby lived and died <br /> in Greyfriars cemetery. <br /> <br />27-Jan-08<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dog-s-tale-for-m-lady-ernestine/
