10/22/2010 – 3/23/2023
The time has come that I grow frail and weak
And pain will begin to keep me from my sleep.
Please do what must be done,
For this – the last battle – can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
The time has come, please, let me go.
Take me to where my needs they’ll tned,
Only, please stay with me till the end.
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes close and can no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is love and kindness you gave to me.
And though my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering, I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must 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.