An Animal's Plea
If it comes to pass that I grow frail and weak
And pain keeps me from my sleep,
You will have to face what must be done,
For this my last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
But don’t let grief hold back your hand,
For on this day, more than all the rest,
Our love and friendship will be put to the test.
We’ve had many happy years together
And what is to come can hold no fears.
Do you want me to suffer? No!
That’s why when my time has come, please let me go.
Take me where to my needs people can attend
And if possible, stay with me to the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my earthly eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
What a great kindness you have done for me,
That although my tail its last had waved,
From too much pain and suffering
I was saved –
By you!
Do not grieve that it had to be you
Who had this act of kindness for me to do.
We’ve been very close for all these years,
So don’t allow your heart to be filled with tears.
In that place I shall forever be yours.
Anon.
Edited by Aquarius
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