Written & Contributed
And the armies which were in heaven followed him upon
white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean.
She is joining heaven's army, to bear angels cross the skies
And I want to warn them now, that it really isn't wise
To give Isis too much grain first, or to make her take a bit
Be gentle with her mouth please, she is sensitive with it.
Will she be the perfect angel mount on the other side?
I hope the one who straddles her really knows how to ride!
I am sure that she will be treated there with the utmost care
Because it just would not be heaven, if horses were not there.
So I'll let her slip from my hands here on this old earth below
And allow this final trip, although I hate to see her go.
No pain, no fear, no wounds, no meds, no trouble of any kind
Will follow her to heaven - she's going to leave it all behind.
So I'll endure all of the sadness from the loss that I now feel
Cause someday when I cross the bridge my heart will fully heal.
And I'll be greeted on the other side with a nicker and a neigh
A slobbering mouthful of water, and a tickling strand of hay.
As my horses come running to usher me into paradise
At the gateway to that place, you won't have to aske me twice
I'll be young and spry and agile and I'll grab a hank of hair
Swing up lightly on a broad back and I'll gallop through the air!
Then I'll know it was worth it all when I finally arrive
All the tears and heartache that down here I must survive
Because the instant that I see them again, all this heartbreak ends
and I'll be galloping 'cross glory, on the backs of my best friends.