Eau d'Equine

They touch our hearts, these creatures fine;
Our love transcends the test of time. 
Softest muzzles and bewhiskered lips, 
Their frosty breath formed icicle tips. 
Symphony, PJ and Cruiser have flown; 
Nearly two decades their love we have known. 
The loss of our equines—we all feel the pain; 
Yet beautiful memories are what we have gained. 
* * *
You’re galloping now through the pastures green; 
With no more soreness, your days are serene. 
Your manes wildly flowing, your tails held so high; 
Basking in the freedom of the clear blue sky. 
Forever our buddies, forever our kin; 
You’ll always be with us, we hold you within. 
Though we’re left behind with our hearts sore
forlorn; 
Run far…run fast…you’ve all been reborn!