If It Should Be

In Memorium​

Ripper the German Shepherd​

1988 - 2001​

If it should be that I grow weak​

And pain prevent my restful sleep,​

Then you must do what must be done​

When this last battle can't be won.​

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You will be sad, I understand.​

Selfishness might stay your hand.​

But on this day more than the rest,​

Your love and friendship take the test. ​

We've had so many happy years​

That what's ahead can hold no fears.​

You'd not wish me to suffer, so, ​

When the time comes, let me go. ​

Take me where my needs they'll tend.​

Only, stay with me til the end.​

Hold me close and comfort me​

Until my eyes no longer see. ​

And do not grieve it must be you​

That does this thing that you must do.​

Though the last time my tail has waved​

From pain and suffering I've been saved. ​

And though it's true that I must die​

It doesn't serve you well to cry.​

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

Don't let your heart hold any tears.​

-- Author unknown ​

 

What a great piece.

So many people have had to go through this.

 

we had joy
we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the joy that we had
something something something-ad.

 

Heywood, your contributions have a certain consistent standard, which we've all come to expect.

 

The vet has given us that piece when we've had to have a beloved pet put to sleep. The first time we read it we just stood crying even though we knew we were doing the right thing. So bitter sweet!

 

wow that is a great poem..loved it!

 

magnificent, beautiful expression of a deep experience. laughing tears, joyful pain the big contrast of the 'open door'.