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~ If It Should Be ~ |
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If
it should be I grow frail and weak And
pain prevents my peaceful sleep. Then
you must do what must be done When
this last battle can't be won. You
will be sad, I understand. Selfishness
might stay your hand. But
on this day, more than the rest, Your
love and friendship take the test. We've
had so many happy years That
what's to come can 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. Hold
me firm and speak to me. Until
my eyes no longer see. I
know, in time, you, too, will see It's
a kindness that you do for me. Although
my tail it's last has waved, From
pain and suffering I've 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. |