Last week, my husband’s older mare Touchy died quietly in her sleep.  Terry had rescued her from an abusive situation over 30 years ago when she was just four years old.  They spent many years together, soothing each others hurts, as only dear friends can do.

Don’t Cry for the Horses

By Brenda Riley-Seymore   

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 they 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

On silver wings they fly

A million white horses

Against the blue sky

 Look up into heaven

You’ll see them above

The horses we lost

The horses we loved

 Manes and tails flowing

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 

On silver wings they will lift us

To the warmth of the sun

When our life is over

And eternity has begun 

We will jump the sun

And dance over the moon

A Ballet of horses and riders

on the winds

to a heavenly tune 

Do you hear that soft nicker

Close to your ear?

Don’t cry for the horses

Love the ones that are here

 Don’t cry for the horses

Lift up your sad eyes

Can’t you see them

As they fly by? 

A million white horses

Free from hunger and pain

Their spirits set free

Until we ride again