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 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 would not want to suffer so
When the time comes please let me go.
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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 it's last has moved
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Do not 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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