This is for Icing…
The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak.
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this–the last battle–can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend,
Only,stay with me to the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail it’s last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close–we two–these years,
Don’t let you heart hold any tears.
Icing you will always hold a special place in my heart..You were a very special Dog and pet..My best friend. I love you and Ill see you again one day.
|8, Sep 2004|