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 battle can’t be won.

You will be sad, I understand.
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand,
for this day more than the rest,
your love for me will stand the test.

We had so many happy years,
What is to come should hold no fears.
You’d not want me to suffer so,
the time has come to let me go.

Take me where my need they’ll tend
please 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 it’s last has waved,
from pain and suffering I’ve been saved.

Don’t be sad it must be you
who has this painful thing to do.

We’ve been so close we two these years,
don’t let your heart hold back the tears.