Silver Wings
Written & Contributed By
Theresa Micheau


On Fleeting Wings you fly
Above the clouds in the big, blue sky.


I can hear your hoof beats in my soul
Your nickers, your scent, it comforts me so.

I can picture your eyes, such a beautiful sight.
Your spiritual aura, your forever-burning light.


I miss you, my friend, my teacher, my sister.
I will never forget you, you were a special creature.

We will meet again someday in that special place great horses go.
I know because my heart tells me so.


Until that time comes, I can look above,
hear you sing and know your spirit flys free on silver wings.




In Loving Memory of my horse, Nikki.