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I saw you in sunlight, that first time I saw you; You gazed in my eyes and smiled at me. You said we'd be friends, and we'd run o'er the meadows -- Running wild, my child, running wild and free! And I loved you that instant, that moment I saw you, Astonished by beauty, your powerful form -- Tail flying, mane flowing, shining in glory, Hooves thundering over the field in a powerful storm. So we roamed far and wide, through the hills and the valleys, From high mountain trails to the shores of the sea. We explored and discovered, and we raced with the wind -- We ran wild, my child! We ran wild and free! Through autumn's bright glory, and spring's budding splendor, Through bright days of summer, and fresh winter snow. And I remember the night we saw stars raining fire, Filling the sky with a crystalline glow. I saw you in moonlight, that last time I saw you, When the harsh hand of fate took you away. For no crime you'd committed, the grim one came calling, And by dawn's light I found you, cold and still as the day. I raged to the heavens in my grief and my anger, "No!" I cried, "No! Don't let this be!" And I fell on your cold, still form as it lay there. "Run wild!" I wept, "Run wild, run free!" A part of me died on that bitter, gray morning, When I laid you to rest in the ground, And I knelt by your grave with my tears overflowing For the truest friend I'd ever found. Now the years have gone by and that horrible sorrow Is soothed by the calm hand of time upon me; And you come to me now, in my dreams and still moments, Saying, "Run with me, friend! Run wild, run free!" No, death cannot part us -- I still hear you out there, Running and prancing and calling to me. Your spirit is free now -- cruel death cannot bind you. Run wild, my child! Forever wild, forever free. Copyright © 1991 Alan Little 
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