If it should be that I grow week And pain should keep me from my sleep Then you must do what must be done For this last battle cant be won You will be sad, I understand Dont let your grief then stay your hand For this day more than all the rest Your love for me must stand the test Weve had so many happy years What is to come can hold no fears Youd not want me to suffer so The time has come, please let me go Take me where my needs theyll tend And stay with me until the end Hold me firm and speak to me Until my eyes no longer see 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 Ive been saved Please do not grieve, it must be you Who has this painful thing to do Weve been so close throughout the years Dont let your heart hold back your tears If tears could build a stairway And memories a lane Id walk right up to heaven And bring you home again Anita Bailey

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