If I should be that I grow frail and week,

               and pain should keep me from my sleep,

                Then will you do what must be done?

                For this-the last battle -can't be won.

               You will be sad I understand,

               But don't let grief then stay your hands,

               For on this day,more than the rest,

               Your love and friendship must stand the test.

 

               We have had so many happy years,

               You wouldn't 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.

 

               I know in time you will agree.

               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 to decide this thing you do.

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

               Don't let your heart hold any tears.

         

 

 

 

Love you lucky duck !