If it be I grow frail and weak,
And pain should wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cant be won.
You will be sad, Ill understand,
Dont let your grief then stay your hand,
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.
Weve had so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears,
Youll not want me to suffer, so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
I know in time, you too will see,
It is a kindness you do me,
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering, Ive been saved.
Do not grieve that it should be you,
Who has to decide this thing to do
Weve been so close, we two, these years,
Dont let your heart hold any tears.