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 cannot 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,
What is to come, can hold no fears,
You would not want me to suffer so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me to where my needs they’ll tend,
Only, stay with me until the end.
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
It is a kindness you do for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has decided this thing to do,
We’ve been so close, we two, these years,
Don’t let your heart hold anymore tears.
This is my beloved beagle Tawny. We had to make the difficult decision to put her down. She fell ill 3 weeks before the fateful day. Her heart became enlarged and would not respond to medication. She became weaker and refused to eat. When she started to rather be alone then be with us, we knew she was trying to tell us something. We took her to the vet and he agreed that it was time. She looked us both in the eyes as the needle went in and then gently went to rest. We miss her dearly and hope she is free from pain. This poem I found made me feel like she was saying these words to me and it helped me some. I hope it can be shared and help comfort someone else.