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- Deeply sadden, we usually send out cards with this little poem to hope owners would find comfort from griefs: THE LAST BATTLE If it should be that I grow frail and weak And pain should keep me from my sleep, Then will you do what must be done, For this — the last battle — can’t be won.
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Jul 18, 2013 · The poem The Last Battle does a wonderful job expressing the idea that euthanizing a pet who is suffering (or when suffering is imminent) should be viewed as the ultimate expression of love. Beware, it’s a tearjerker.
The Last Battle. If it should be that I grow frail and weak. And 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 then stay your hand, For on this day, more than the rest, Your love and friendship must stand the test.
Aug 1, 2010 · A poem for pet owners who have to make the difficult decision to let their pet go. The poem expresses the love and friendship between the pet and the owner, and the kindness of letting the pet cross over the Rainbow Bridge.
Jul 18, 2013 · A poem expressing the idea that euthanizing a pet who is suffering should be viewed as the ultimate expression of love. The poem is followed by a commentary from a veterinarian who reassures owners that they will not regret the decision to euthanize.
The Last Battle – Pet Loss Poem. For this — the last battle — can’t be won. Your love and friendship must stand the test. You wouldn’t want me to suffer so. When the time comes, please, let me go. Until my eyes no longer see. It is a kindness you do to me. From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Aug 8, 2022 · THE LAST BATTLE. If it should be that I grow frail and weak And pain should keep me from my sleep, Then will you do what must be done, For this — the last battle — can’t be won.
The Last Battle. If it should be that I grow frail and weak And 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 then stay your hand, For on this day, more than the rest, Your love and friendship must stand the test.
