Don't Cry for The
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 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, forever to fly.
A million white horses, against the blue sky.
Look up into Heaven. You will see them above.
The horse we lost, the horse we loved.
Manes and tails flying, 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.
Do you hear that soft nicker close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses, love the ones that are here.
On June 23, 2005, we lost
a part of our family. Quigley was put to sleep at Cornell University
Medical Center, due to chronic laminitis and uveitis. He was not just a horse,
he was a best friend, a companion, and a loving animal.
We will never forget the way you looked when you were just being "a horse"
rolling in the dirt, in the outside ring, kicking and bucking. Those were
times when we loved to just sit and watch you be free. Those times were few,
but you made the best out of them. You did it. for us. You did it so we could
be happy even though you were in pain.
We thank you, I thank you for those times we spent together doing nothing.
Nothing but standing in your stall with you, hoping you would know it was
me since you couldn't see. You knew who was with you, you would hear our
voices and it would put you at ease. We did all we could possibly do for
you and you thanked us, you knew it was time and you were happy to go.
One day we will see you again and we will all be together, but for now keep
"Doing Pretty" for whomever is watching over you, and remember we all love
you. See you soon, Love Mom, Dad, Grandma, Granpa, & all the kids .