I’ll ride the wild horses,
And fly to the sun,
Wearing stars in my hair,
When my life here is done.
I’ll visit lost loved ones,
One time more,
Then walk away forever,
From Heavens shore.
I’m home in the wind,
The rivers that flow,
Wildflowers that bloom,
Where the wild things go.
You’ll find me in the wind,
I will kiss you as snow,
My tears come as rain,
My love in the moons glow.
My voice in the thunder,
And the sigh of trees,
I taught you to love,
I taught you to see.
I’ll ride the wild horses
And fly to the sun,
Wearing stars in my hair
When my life here is done.
Myra H. Lucas
April 2023
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