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 tears.
You'd not want me to suffer so.
The time has come, please let me go.
Take me where my need they'll tend.
And please stay with me until the end.
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 I've been saved.
Please do not grieve, it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years
Don't let your heart hold back it's tears.
In memory of ALIN and ALEX.
Brenda Bourgeois
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