Author Unknown

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 then the rest

Your love and friendship stand the test.

We've had so many happy years

What is to come hold no fears,

Would you want me to suffer? So

When the time comes, please let me go.

Take me where my needs they tend

Only stay with me to the end,

And hold me firm and speak to me,

Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time that you will see

It is kindness that you do to me,

Although my tail its last has waved,

From pain and suffering I have been saved.

Do not grieve that it should be 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.