If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this the 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 the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test
We have had many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears
You’d not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes please let me go.
Take me where my needs they’ll tend
Only stay with me to the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will see
It is a kindness you do to me
Although my tail its last has waved
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve it should be you
Who decides this thing to do
We’ve been so close we three these past four years
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
Smile for we walked together for a little while.
(The poem appeared in the Dobermann World 1987)
In memory of My Gentleman James and my Miss Personality,Lizzie
September 7, 2018
