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If I Should Grow Frail (In memory of my best friend Tiffany 1987-2003) If it should be that I grow frail and weak and pain does 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 hand. 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 now be you who has to decide this thing to do. We've been so close we two these years, don't let your heart hold any tears. |
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 The image on the left is a painting of my Tiffany that my neighbor Kathy did for me. If you are interested in a pet portrait, please email her by clicking . |
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