October 9, 2002

Don't Cry for the Horses

Don't cry for the horses that life has set free.
A great herd of horses forever to be.
Don't cry for the horses now in God's hand.
As they dance and they prance in a heavenly land.
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 great herd of 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.