My life is likely to last ten to fifteen years.
Any separation from you will be very painful. Give me time to understand what you want of me.
Place your trust in me. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as a punishment: I have only you.
Talk to me: even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand the thoughts that are in them.
No matter how you treat me, I will only remember what was good.
Before you scold me for being lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me.
Perhaps I’m not getting the right food or I’ve been out in the sun or in the cold for too long.
When I am old, maybe I will be getting weaker than you might expect me to.
And when the time comes, be with me when I go on that last most difficult journey of all: for everything will be easier for me if you are there: try to understand that I only came to earth to be with you and to love you.
With many peaceful blessings