If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep -
Then you must do what must be done
For this, the last battle, can't be won.
You will be sad - I understand
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship, stand the test.
We've had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want to suffer so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend.
Only stay with me until the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see
I know in time, you too will see
It is a kindness you do to me,
Although my tail its last has moved
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Don't grieve that it should be you
Who has to decide this thing to do
We've been so close - we two these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
~ Penny Cary 1996
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