IF IT SHOULD BE
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should wake me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this last 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 all the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We’ve had so many happy years
What is to come will hold no fears
You’d not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes – please let me go.
I know in time you too will see
It is a kindness you do to me
Although my tail its last has waved
From pain and suffering I’ve been saved.
Do not grieve that it should be you
Who has to decide this thing to do
We’ve been close – we two – these years
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
Sleep Sweet my Baby
| Lady Bonne |
| 1, Dec 2003 |
| Sophia |