Calvary Cavalry
In battle dress, a king
Galloping on snow-white steed
Sword drawn and pointing ahead
Crown of iron and gold upon his head
Of a sudden he stops
From shining saddle he drops
Something caught his attention
Saintly praise from those commissioned
For a herd he calls
“Join me,” beckoning to all
Mounting up, resumes the charge
We follow him, near and far
Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015
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