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A Pet's Prayer

If it should be that I should grow old and weak,

And pain should keep me from my sleep,

Then you must do what must be done,

For this, the last battle, can not be won.

You will be sad, I understand,

Do not let this grief then stay your hand,

For this day, more than the rest,

Your love and frienship stands the test.

We had so many happy years,

What is to come can hold no fears,

You're not want me to suffer, so,

When the time comes, please let me go.

Take to where my needs they'll tend,

Only, stay with me till the end,

And hold me firm and speak to me,

Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will see,

It is a kindness you do to me,

Although my tail, it's last has waived,

From pain and suffering I've been saved.

Do not grieve it should be you,

Who decides this thing to do,

We've been so close, we two, these years,

Don't let your heart hold any tears.

Smile for we walked together for a little while.