Nightwind. Gentle Spirit, Noble Soul
«Tom Swearingen »
Twenty two years. A
good long time
To spend with an
equine friend
So, there’s no
getting around
Sadness when coming
to the end
Good night Nightwind. We’ll miss you girl
Time you just rest
peaceful now
Won’t be the same
without you
Here but we’ll get
through it somehow
I expect you’ll often find us
Out lingering by your
grave
Recalling all the
good times
We had and memories
to save
We’ll be listn’n for your nicker
In the rustling of
the trees
And the call of your
whinny
In the soft whistle
of the breeze
Then in the evening darkness
We will scan the far
fence line
And imagine your
outline
Walking and you’ll be
doing fine!
Sound as you were when we showed you
And we rode the
trails for miles
Or took kids on their
first rides
And you gave ’em all
such big smiles
We’ll take comfort in our mem’ry
Now you rest your
noble soul
Rest easy gentle
spirit
For there are no more
miles to go
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