If it should be I
grow frail and weak, and pain prevents my peaceful sleep,
Then you must do what must be done, when my last battle can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand and selfishness might stay your hand.
But on this day, more than the rest, your love and friendship take the test.
We've had so many happy years, that what's to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer. So,
when the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend, but promise to stay with me until the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me until my eyes no longer see.
I know, in time, you, too, will see, that is was a kindness that you
did for me.
Although my tail last has waved, from pain and suffering I've been saved.
Do not grieve it is you who must decide this thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years, don't let your heart hold any tears.