If It Should Be
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 cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
Don't let your grief then stay your hand
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We've has so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears.
You'd not 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 until the end,
And hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you too will see
It was a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Do not grieve that it should be you
Who has to decide this thing to do.
We've been so close, we all these years.
Don't let your heart hold bitter tears.