If it should be that I grow weak and pain does keep me from my sleep. Then will you do what must 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 days you wouldn’t want me to suffer so when the time comes, please let me go. I know that in time you will agree It is a kindness you do to me . Although my tail its last has wagged from pain and suffering I have been saved. Don’t grieve that it must now be you who has to decide this thing to do We’ve been so close – we two – these times Don’t let your heart hold any tears.