If it be I grow frail and weak and pain should wake me from my sleep the you must do what must be done for this last battle can't 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 and friendship will stand the test

We've had so many happy years what is to come will hold no fears you would not want me to suffer, so when the time comes - please let me go

I know in time you too will see its a kindness you do to me although my 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 have been so close, we two - these years don't let your heart hold any tears.