If It Should Be

"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 did to me.
Although my tail it's last has moved
From pain and suffereing 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."

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