Rest easy my friend, may your spirit soar, your pastures be not of this world and your winged hooves carry you where ever you desire. Taylor you will always be near me in spirit and I will try to aspire to your kindness and gentle ways. Thank you for the gift you gave me all these years sweet man."Don't cry for the horses that life has set free.
A million white horses, forever to be.
Don't cry for the horses now in God's hands.
As they dance and prance to a heavenly band.
They were ours as a gift, but never to keep
As they close their eyes, forever to sleep.
Their spirits unbound, forever to fly.
A million white horses, against the blue sky.
Look up into Heaven. You will see them above.
The horse we lost, the horse we loved.
Manes and tails flying, they gallop through time.
They were never yours, they were never mine.
Don't cry for the horses, they will be back someday.
When our time has come, they will show us the way.
Do you hear that soft nicker close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses, love the ones that are here."
Brenda Riley-Seymore
2 comments:
those are beautiful poems and your writing about Taylor is so fitting
Thanks Lynne,
Taylor is greatly missed. Today I looked out to see Cannon having a nap on Taylor's grave site. How fitting....
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