If 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 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 all the rest
your love and friendship stand the test
We've had so many happy years
what is to come can hold no fears
would you want me to suffer, so
when the time comes, please let me go
Take me where my needs they'll tend
and stay with me until the end
and hold me firm and speak to me
until my eyes no longer see
I know in time that you will see
it is a kindness that you do for me
do not grieve, it should be you
who must decide this thing to do
we've been so close we two these years
don't let your heart hold any tears.
Now she can keep an eye on Shaemus and make sure he's not getting up to his usual mischeif! 
