Cecile Vargo
04-25-2005, 05:25 PM
I sent a donation to my favorite shelter in the Eastern Sierras of California www.InyoPets.org, in memory of my cat Missy who I had to put to sleep 3 weeks ago. I received the nicest note and this poem with it:
If It Should Be
If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain sould wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I will 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 will 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 for me,
Althoughmy 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 so close, these many years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
If It Should Be
If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain sould wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I will 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 will 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 for me,
Althoughmy 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 so close, these many years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.