Silver Wings

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.

Written & Contributed by
Theresa Micheau


In Loving Memory of my horse, Nikki.