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 cannot be won
You'll be sad I understand,
don't let your grief stray 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'd not want me to suffer so,
the time has come, please let me go
Take me where my needs they'll tend,
and please stay with me until the end,
hold me firm and speak to me,
until my eyes no longer see
I know in time that you will see,
the kindness that you did for me,
although my tail its last has waved,
from pain and suffering I've been saved
Please do not grieve it must be you,
who has this painful thing to do,
we've been so close we two these years,
don't let your heart hold back its tears.
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