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IF IT SHOULD BEIf 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 fears.
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 till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
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 its tears.
--- Anonymous
4 comments:
Oh Annette I am so sad. My heart goes out to you and Johnathon and all who's life this dog touched. I have two dogs and they are like my children. It must be so hard to make this decision even though it is the humane thing to do.
God Bless You sweetie
Please give Johnathan hugs for me
The poem made me cry. What sweet words.
Hugs
Patti
as you know, jamie and matt had to make this decision just a while back about their springer, molly....and jamie still has days where she sheds tears...it is always so.so.hard....no matter how bad their health, it just makes your heart ache so to let go....but there is also the comfort of knowing they are no longer in pain and misery, but running free. hugs to all
xoxoxo
kimberly
So sad. I'm still very sad over my poodle and it's probably been close to a year now. They certainly do become very special to us. What a paradox that our kindness is to release them from this life when the time comes. Lots of love and hugs sweet Annette.
Annette
Rena my golden has a mass on her side. I feel so bad because I know too that it is drawing near. I told the children softly that it will be one day that she will go home. I know that it was God telling me to prime the pump and get ready for the well to flow.
I am so sad and do not tell often of it. She has been neglected and I am so so ashamed of not being softer and more attentive to her. I had just become so tired of my husbands complaint and the financial stress of tending to vets. I think it is in part my fault however I know the responsibility is coming at hand.
I am so sorry for Kelsey's absence. I know that it is hard.
I needed the poem tonight to help me in preparations to come perhaps this summer.
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