Dookie Dog

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 so let me go.

Take me where my needs
they’ll tend
And please stay with me
until the end.

I LOVE YOU DALTON!
I MISS YOU SO MUCH!

THE HOUSE IS NOT
THE SAME ANY MORE!

Mommy