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 in your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stands the test.
We’ve had so many happy years,
What is to come can hold no fears.
Would you want me to suffer so?
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they’ll tend
Only stay with me ’til 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 a kindness that you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Do not grieve, 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.