The Last Battle – poem

dog paw

If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
and the 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 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 where my needs they’ll tend,
only stay with me till 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 to 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 to do.
We’ve been so close, we two, these years,
don’t let your heart hold any tears.

Julia Napier

Author: Tony

I am a father, a husband and a dog owner. Like many of you, I love my pets and they are treated as family members. On saying that, if you ask my wife, the order is dogs, daughter and then me but hey, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I write about pet ownership with a slant towards pet loss. Whilst that may sound incredibly depressing to some, I want to focus more on why our pets are so important, the effect they have on our lives and the wonderful memories they create for us. I have been a qualified hypnotherapist since 1999 hence the many references to self-hypnosis as a method of dealing with the pain of pet loss. I know this works so I hope you will give it a try. Please contribute to the success of this website by commenting, liking and sharing. I know this is a community which will spread far and wide, bringing comfort and relief to the many thousands of readers who experience the heartache of pet loss.

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