We Chose the Time
We chose the time.
To whisper goodbye.
Her senses are heightened for a moment.
Then we whisper again a second time.
But she is senseless.
We are afraid that the last thing she will remember is not our embrace-
But the start of our cries.
The vet is looking at her watch.
But we chose the time.
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