If It Should Be...

If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep 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 for me must stand the test.

 

We've had so many happy years,
What is to come can hold no fears,
You'd not want me to suffer so,
The time has come, please let me go.

 

Take me where my need they'll tend,
And please stay with me until the end,

I know in time that you will see,

 

The kindness that you did for me,
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.

 

Please do not grieve, it must be you,
Who had this painful thing to do,
We've been so close, we two, these years,
Don't let your heart hold back it's tears.

 

 
~ Author Unknown ~
 

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Old Dogs Do Not Die

We have a secret, you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who but I can see you lie
Each night in the fireglow?
 
And who but I can reach my hand
Before we go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you
And touch your silken head?

 

And only I walk woodland paths,
And see you ahead of me,
Your small form racing with the wind,
So young again, and free.

 

And only I can see you swim
In every brook I pass...
And when I call, no one but I
Can see the bending grass...
~ Author Unknown ~

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