Author: S. Hartwell
She lies there gently breathing,
And she’d like for you to know,
That she’s reached the final crisis
And it’s time for her to go.
She needs a little help now,
To ease her from this life,
There’s nothing left but suffering,
You can see it in her eyes.
The vet has got the answer,
To end her pain and fear,
That last act of compassion,
For a friend you love so dear.
So save her from those last days,
She deserves a final peace,
It’s a mercy, not betrayal,
To ease her into sleep.
I know your heart is broken,
Though the pain, in time, will ease,
And at Heaven’s gates she’s waiting,
On the threshold of a dream.