TRAIL'S END

DON’T CRY FOR THE HORSES

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 Gods’ hand;

As they dance and they prance in 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’ll be back someday.

When our time is gone, 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.