There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
- Stanley Harrison
It's been a few years since each of them passed but I still miss these guys a lot. They were the sweetest old horses and if I had my way they would have lived forever. From front to back there's Major, Colorado, and Jazz.
I hope that they're happy, wherever they are now.
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
- Stanley Harrison
It's been a few years since each of them passed but I still miss these guys a lot. They were the sweetest old horses and if I had my way they would have lived forever. From front to back there's Major, Colorado, and Jazz.
I hope that they're happy, wherever they are now.
