
10-10-2010, 12:09 PM
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A comforting poem for those who made the hardest choice
If it should be that I grow frail and weak, and pain should keep me from my sleep,Then will you do what must be done, For this -- the last battle -- cannot 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. When the time comes,please, let me go.
Take me where, to my needs they'll tend, Only, stay with me untill the end And hold me firm and speak to me, Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree It is a kindness you do for me. Although 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.
Anon
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