Exit Visa (Poetry)

Old Rover’s in a bad way
he hasn’t long to go
just lies there, eyes grown dull and sad
it’s hard to watch him, so
tomorrow we’re off to the vet
to end his suffering
we’re all upset but really it’s
the best and kindest thing.

Our Gran was in remission
but her cancer has come back
there’s zero hope, the doctor said
the outlook’s black as black
her eyes the same as Rover’s
her limbs too weak to stir
but Gran is just a human
no quick way out for her.