".....and God took a handful of southerly wind, blew his breath over it and created the horse."
.....(Bedouin Legend)

In Memory of the special horses that I have loved and lost.

"Don't Cry For The Horses"

Don't cry for the horses that life has set free.
A million white horses forever to be.

Don't cry for the horses now in God's hand,
As they dance and they prance in a heavenly band.

They were ours as a gift, but never to keep,
As they close their eyes forever to sleep.

Their spirits unbound, On silver wings they fly.
A million white horses against the blue sky.

Look up into heaven, you'll see them above,
The horses we lost, the horses we loved.

Manes and tails flowing they gallop through time.
They were never yours - they were never mine.

Don't cry for the horses, they'll be back some day.
When our time is gone, they will show us the way.

Do you hear that soft nicker? Close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses; Love the ones that are here.

by Brenda Riley-Seymore

35.5" AMHR 1996 black pinto that loves attention. "Dixie" is broke to ride and drive and has participated in several parades.

She is an excellent mother and has consistently thrown us nice foals. Dixie is a really good all-round mare.

It is with great sadness that we announce the untimely death of this great little mare.

Just one week after winning first prize in the Parade,

our beloved “Dixie” left us for greener pastures.

 If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane,

I’d walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

No farewell words were spoken, no time to say good-bye,

You were gone before I knew it and only God knows why.

“Rest in Peace, Little One”

Red River ’s Just A Prince
(1990-2008)

“Prince” had been our main man since day one. We fell in love with this adorable little sorrel pinto colt from the first day we saw him.

He had an extremely pleasant personality and was a real gentleman with his ladies. Because he loved attention, he was our ‘mini ambassador’ at nursing homes, at the Petting farm and for school tours.

On August 15, 2008 , we found Prince laying out under the trees.

Your eyes showed us just how much pain you were in,
The light that was there was beginning to dim,
The love that you gave us was there till the end,
So your life, your soul, to heaven I send.

One last hug and one last kiss,
You have no idea how much you’ll be missed.

I looked into your eyes for one last time,
And told you it’s OK … I know it’s your time.

Good-bye, my Prince, please think of me when
You gallop and run so free again.

No pain in your body, just love in your heart,
It won’t be forever that we are apart.

Sadly we said our final farewells to our “little man”.

We had 17 awesome years with Prince 
and during those years he sired 44 foals to carry on his legacy.

Micro’s Lil Cameo
(1991-2008)

Cameo, our pretty little dapple grey mare, was everyone’s friend. She was broke to drive and all our grandchildren drove her in parades over the years, bringing home many first prizes.

She was our faithful little cart horse pulling the Roman Emperor’s chariot in our outdoor Journey to Bethlehem every Christmas.

We bought her as a baby and she was like one of the family.

Cameo gave us lots of babies to love and play with, but during the birth of her twelfth baby, Cameo had problems. Due to a very hard and laborious birth, we lost both her and her baby.  

I sat there beside her, gently rubbing her ears, 
I talked to her softly, trying to hold back the tears,
“Go in peace now, my good little friend,
I’ll stay here beside you until the end.”

 We had 17 wonderful years with Cameo and we will miss her dearly.

Jandt’s Falene of Owatonna
(1978-2008)

Falene, our grand old matriarch, left us just short of her 30^th birthday.
She was so gentle and everybody loved her. She had at least 15 foals that we know of.
She gave us our very first miniature foal – little “Danny Boy”. How exciting that was!
Falene had her last foal when she was 23 years old – a pretty little sorrel filly “Flash Dance”
In her last years she was almost blind, but would still  perk up her ears when she heard her name being called.

God looked around his pastures
and found an empty space,
He then looked down upon this earth
and saw you tired face.  
With heavy hearts and tears in our eyes,
After all these years we must say good-bye.  

Love you forever, Falene.

"Gem" was my best broodmare, raising a beautiful foal for us every year. This little black mare was a wonderful momma to the nine foals she gave us. 

During the birth of her tenth foal, Gem had problems. Sadly on February 22, 2007 we lost "Gem" to dystocia (a very difficult birth). The vet worked on her for over 2 hours, but we ended up loosing both the foal and Gem.

My little Gem - I miss you and will love you forever! 

"Don't cry for the horses, they'll be back some day,
When our time is gone, they will show us the way."

Our little “April” was born one warm April evening in 1999.  She was so sweet and gentle and such a little pet right from day one, that everyone loved her.

 We showed April in the local shows for several years, and also in Yorkton and Roblin, and she always placed in the ribbons.  She loved the gymkhana events and was willingly to try anything.  April retired from the show ring to start her own family in 2003. She raised 3 colorful colts for us, and in 2006 she gave us a tiny bay pinto filly, “Macview’s Royal Dynasty”, whom we will keep as a replacement for her momma in our small herd.

 In August 2006, a terrible lightning storm hit our farm, and when we got up in the morning, we found April – tragically struck down by the lightning.  We were devastated!

We had lost one of our smallest mares, a good show horse and a great mother!

I will forever miss this sweet little girl and will look for her at the Rainbow Bridge.

“They were ours as a gift, but never to keep,
As they close their eyes forever to sleep.”

I fell in love with that little one right from day one. She was so enthusiastic and willing to please. Jennifer was extremely good-natured and so easy to train that our 8 year old grand-daughter led her in our local parade when she was just a yearling. 

Jennifer raised several nice little pinto foals, one of them being our bay pinto stallion "Royal". Tragically, her life was cut short. Jennifer died giving birth to her 6th foal. 

I miss you, my baby, and still cry when I think of your untimely death. Until we meet again and cross the Rainbow Bridge together, your spirit will live on in my memory.

"Look up into heaven, you'll see them above.
The horses we lost, the horses we loved"

Chinook was used in our church's outdoor Nativity at Christmas time. She was one of the white horses ridden by the little Roman soldiers. 

Chinook would let anyone ride her and we took her to several fairs giving rides to many young children. Everyone loved "Chinook". 

We don't know what happened to our sweet little white mare, but one sunny summer afternoon, she laid down in the pasture and "closed her eyes forever to sleep". 

Sleep well, little one, and know that you were loved.

 Chinook left behind, a legacy in her daughter "Breeze", who is a pure white mare that is so much like her momma.

"Don't cry for the horses that life has set free,
A million white horses forever to be."

We broke her to drive, showed her in horse shows and took her in several parades. 

Because Lady Jay was the first miniature on our farm, she became the "boss mare". One fateful evening, our mares got the door open on a granary full of field peas. Being the boss mare, Lady Jay got more than her share of peas. No one else got sick, but Lady Jay got acute colic - impaction of the stomach. 

We took her to the vet, but after working on her and giving her strong pain killers for over a day, they said there was nothing more they could do for her. I was devastated and it broke my heart when I made the decision to have Lady Jay humanely put to rest. 

Rest in peace, little one.

"Don't cry for the horses now in God's hand,
As they dance and they prance in a heavenly band"

We bought Trigger when he was 18 years old for our 7 year old son. Trigger loved the show ring, especially gymkhana classes. He could do anything a big horse could do .... poles, barrels, keyhole race, ribbon race .... 

Trigger and Kerry were local favorites at our fairs, and together they made many trips to the winner's circle. This little pony gave and gave .... all he had .... all the time. 

Trigger carried his little rider on many trail rides in the Riding Mountains. He had many homes over the years, but his final home was Macview Acres. We loved Trigger dearly and our hearts were broken when he left us at the age of 22 years.

"Don't cry for the horses, they'll be back some day,
When our time is gone, they will show us the way"

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