I will always remember your soft dark eyes.
The depth they possessed always understood my questions of ‘why?’
You stole my heart with your gentle ways.
I love the way the wind blew your long mane.
You stood in the wind, like a charger of old.
Your fleet hooves carried your rider at paces untold.
Amidst your gentleness, and chivalrous ways,
You were a creature of freedom and even rebellion some days.
To earn your respect, and to sit you astride,
Is a memory in my life that never will die.
From sunset to sunrise, your beauty matched the skies.
You are a picture of grace and life that has no demise.
The memories are too numerous to count,
And the lessons to a price will never amount.
The hearts that you saved,
The love that you gave,
Yet you flew with the wind, wild and uncaged.
The earth would tremble beneath your stride,
And not once did you disappoint in the vigor of the ride.
To dreams you gave wings,
And still the prairie with your bugle rings.
I see you in the clouds that fly so high.
And your hoof prints in the stars of the night sky.
As black as night you stood in the light,
With strength and power, you radiated might.
Yet to the child, to me, you lowered your muzzle,
If just to give me a velvety nuzzle,
And warm my hands with the breath of your nostrils,
You stole my heart with your gentle ways,
And in my memories will you be for all my days.