Turn Loose the Horses

Monica Vlna was laid to rest today at the Strongsville Cemetary.  A sunny breezy day brought her friends and family to the graveside.  After the Priest said his words he said "Monica wanted this music played".
This was chosen by her daughter Dawn.  The ironic thing is this:  Her horses are always getting loose.  Sarah, Kevin amd Kelly were always looking out the windows and saying "Monica and Mark's horses are loose again".

The thing about the funeral that brought a lump to my throat and the tears to my eyes  was when someone brought a saddle rack, Monica's western saddle and her boots and placed them at the head of the casket.

It does'nt get much more poignant than that.

"Turn Loose The Horses"

I look down that winding road

I needed rest and a place to go

Sick and tired of running round

Flying high and falling down

I'm gonna leave these blues behind

For some other fool to find

He won't care and I won't mind

I can't lose what was not mine



Turn loose all the horses and watch them run

Take time to take in the setting sun

Throw back a keeper just to watch them swim

Forgive your enemies and love your friends



Life goes wrong it feels like too much bang

Surely broken hearts are gonna love again

I guess if your heart's torn around the seams

Just think about your favorite pair of faded blue jeans

And on and on about the things gone wrong

Every day it feels like the same old song

Poor tortured souls trying to pay their dues

But life's no fun when dreams don't come true



Turn loose all the horses and watch them run

Take time to take in the setting sun

Throw back a keeper just to watch him swim

Forgive your enemies and love your friends



Turn loose all the horses and watch them run

Take time to take in the setting sun

Throw back a keeper just to watch him swim

Forgive your enemies and love your friends