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IF IT SHOULD BE that i grow 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 grief then stay your hand, |
for this day more than all the rest, your love for me must stand the test. |
we've had so many happy years; what is to come can hold no fears . |
you don't want me to suffer so; the time has come please let me go. |
take me where my needs they'll tend, but please stay with me till the end |
to hold me close and speak to me until my eyes no longer see. |
I know in time will agree. it was a kindness done for me. |
although my tail its last has waved, from pain and suffering I'm saved. |
Please do not grieve that it was you who had this painful thing to do. |
we've been so close, we two , these years; don';t let your heart hold any tears. |
(author unknown) |
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