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Teren was loved by many, as far away as Australia. Here are some of the words and Poems from the ones that admired him
He was special to all of us - one of the most magnificent horses I have
ever seen.  I had just talked to you about how special he was a short
while ago.  It's hard to believe so much has changed.  You have the
biggest loss, he was more then a friend and more then anyone could name.
But we all feel his loss and a friend and magnificent being.  Our
community I think is grieving, all of us, and in doing so, honoring this
splendid fellow, your Teren.

With tears and regrets,
Ginger-Kathleen

 

 

In this day and time, I know Teren was mine, we shared a heart that can't be broken, our friendship will long be my token, of love and friendship and memories to share, I miss him now, but will remember his flair, the memories I'll cherish, throughout all time, in our one heart, I know I'll be fine, in my life, he'll always be there, watching over me, with love and care there will be other horses, I'm sure to say but none will fill the void I feel this day it's part of life, this horrible fate, to love and lose one's special mate I know in my  heart with enough given time together we will be, and again we'll entwine ahhhhh, the hugs and kisses, I'm sure he will press and the slobbery drool, I'll be such a mess together we'll be, forever this time in a heart that is one, together we'll shine

in loving memory of Teren, who we all shall miss !

Ronda

And all is silence but still I hear
The eager nicker so good so dear.
The restless pounding of hooves that wait
For me to saddle and lift the gate
And still I linger to say goodnight
The while he holds me with glad delight
And I feel his muzzle against my face
And stroke his neck in the same warm place.
Though the stall is vacant and quiet and bare,
A bit of my heart is haltered there.

With Hope,
"Justinn"

 
As much as it may hurt, when you are ready, you may find a strange comfort
in going to your barn Traci, and breathing deep to drink in Teren's
presence. His smells, the things that were his, anything that touched
him...close your eyes and draw into your heart...visualizing his face and
kind eyes as they watch you from where he waits for you. Everyone here is
with you to help in anyway...and Teren will keep his vigil for you
Traci....his face thrust eagerly into the sunshine and breeze, alertly
watching for "Mom"... to one day "come home" to him too.
 

 

 

 

Don't Cry For The Horses
By: Susan Humphrey
 

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,
As 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.

 

The Gate
 

Wait for me by the Gate, my friend
I will soon be there;
The wind will blow your long black mane
and scatter my stringy blond hair;
Watch me walk down the lane
I will call when I am near;
The sound of your neigh,
all these years my heart held so dear;
Stand quiet while I bury my face,
the tears I no longer hide;
And we will cross Heaven's Gate together,
for our final, never ending ride.

~by: Dana Rene Hendrix~


 

"Our animals shepherd us through certain eras of our lives.
When we are ready to turn the corner and make it on our own,
they let us go. " Anonymous

 

Traci, I am so very sorry. There are no words for the kind of pain I know you are feeling right now. I wish there was more that I could do to help you through this awful loss. I can only grieve along with you that your wonderful boy could not stay with you longer. Thank you from the bottom of
my heart for sharing him with us.

With tears, Ann

 

"Dont 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 hands
  As they dance and they prance
  To 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 will be back someday
  When our time has come
  They will show us the way

  On silver wings they will lift us
  To the warmth of the sun
  When our life is over
  And eternity has begun

  We will jump the sun
  And dance over the moon
  A ballet of horses and riders on the winds
  Of a heavenly tune

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

  Don't cry for the horses
  Lift up your sad eyes
  Can't you see them
  As they fly by

  A million white horses
  Free from hunger and pain
  Their spirits set free
  Until we ride again

 

Laura Bill
 
AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
When I woke this morning I felt very odd
I don't know why but I felt close to God
The sun was shining, the birds were singing
The music was soft, the bells were ringing
And puppies were romping at play
What a pleasant start to a wonderful day

I remember lying down to take a nap
I remember I had my head in her lap
I remember the sad look in her eye
I remember I had never seen her cry
I remember I wanted to ask her why
I remember hearing her say "Good Bye"

I wanted to say don't cry for me
I wanted to say just remember me
I wanted to say I remember the toys
I wanted to say I remember the joys
I wanted to say I remember your touch
I wanted to say I loved you so much

I wanted to say what an angel you've been
For showing me the way to him
When I woke up I knew there would be no pain
When I woke up I knew I could play in the rain
You've taken care of me all my life
You've guarded me from trouble and strife

You've been with me through good and bad
You've always stopped me from being sad
You've given me treats and given me care
You told me what to expect when I got there
So please don't cry wipe the tears from your eye
I'll look down upon you with a woof and a sigh

I'll gather my courage and march up to God
I'll ask him when you get there to give you a nod
For you were my master you were my friend
And I'll be waiting for you at the rainbows end.

 ~ by:  Dr. Kal Kalnasy ~
 

 

Oh God Traci
I am so sorry,  your note just chocked the life out of me.
I cant even express my sorrow for you.  It is so tremendous.
I know he was the light of your life, and your letters made
him come to life for me.
Many, many comforting healing light and prayers for you.
Hugs
Mary
 

 

 

 

Traci - So very very sorry to hear of Teren's passing. I know nothing said
can ease the pain. Know that you are in many people's thoughts and Teren
will be remembered with love and admiration. He is now on the wings of a dove. Love,
Laurie



"Thunder, as walls, fall down around them now.
They cry alone because inside they know,
If the full moon comes round again,
It will be, a gift from God
that they are still alive.
Haunting echoes of a baby's sigh,
Gone in a heartbeat.
Searching for a hiding place,
Each one has a telling face.

Lilies in the field,
on the wings of a dove.
Hush now, in their
dark blue night.
They dream, they run,
like the wind on a wild bird's wing.
So innocent and free.
Lilies in the field,
on the wings of a dove.

Faith, Love, lilies in the field,
Dancing in the sunshine with the breeze...
One life, one hope, one love!
Lilies in the field.
Faith, Love, lilies in the field.
One life, one hope, one love,
Across the rainbow bridge....

Lilies in the field,
Faith, Love, lilies in the field.
Faith, Love, lilies in the field.
Faith, Love, lilies in the field.

Hush now, they dream,
of the wind on a wild bird's wing.
They smile, when they
hear the angels sing! "         

- Annie Haslam, Renaissance

 

HI all.
I have been reading the wonderful, supportive emails that have been sent
to Traci, and she has told me of all the caring calls she has received.
This is what helps those of us with animals get through these hard times,
knowing there truly are those that understand.
I spent a few hours with her today, and she is doing well, considering.
She is not sure it has really sunk in yet, so stick with her folks.
I also wanted to say. I think the reason Teren has stuck so, in people's
minds and hearts is not only the way Traci's love for him came through in
each and every word she every wrote, spoke or thought about him, but also
because that horse was AWESOME...
I was one of the lucky one's that actually got to know him, as much as I
was enthralled with the Friesians, which was the reason for my first
visit to her house, he just took my breath away. That horse has so much
presence I am sure each of you truly did feel him in your souls. He was
a big sweet, goofy, demanding, spoiled rotten hunk of cool and groovy.
I never passed up a chance to go out and see him when I was in Mtn. Home.
My Mom lives there, and I hate to admit it, but she gets to see me more
since I met Traci and Teren then she ever did before. I think she may
get a little jealous knowing I HAVE to go see the horses.
I also never passed up a chance to drag someone over to Traci's to see
Teren. And oh my, she did love to show him off. I always warned
everyone about his butt action.. he would swing that hugh thing toward
you for a scratch and would follow you around backwards if you didn't
scratch... like I said,,, spoiled... LOL
But that could be scary for someone who did not know the game.
Anyway, I ramble.....
I could feel his presence all over the place today.... he is still there,
no way would he leave the woman he loves more than anything....
To Teren..... with love.
Diane
 

 

 

Traci,
I'm so sorry to hear about Teren. I wish I could say something that would make you feel better, but I know there is nothing right now.
Another great one at the Rainbow Bridge.
If Tears Could Build a Stairway, and Memories a Lane, I'd Walk Right Up to Heaven and Bring You Home Again.
Laura