12/22/2023
In fields of green where shadows dance,
Beneath the sky's vast and azure expanse,
A thunderous gallop of hooves that pound,
The horse cavalry rides with a noble sound.
With manes that ripple like the flowing tide,
A graceful power, where strength abides,
Mounted warriors, a fierce brigade,
Hoisting their banners in sunlight arrayed.
Their steeds, a symphony of hues,
Bronze and bay, with fiery shoes,
Majestic creatures, wild and free,
Together they form our cavalry.
A sea of riders, like a force untamed,
With sabers glinting, and rifles aimed,
They charge with purpose, hearts aflame,
A timeless tribute to the warrior's claim.
Through meadows green and valleys wide,
They carry history, with every stride,
A legacy written in hoofprints bold,
As tales of courage and valor unfold.
The wind whispers their secrets and tales untold,
Of battles waged and stories old,
A mounted dance, a rhythmic song,
As horse and rider journey strong.
In sunset's glow, the cavalry rests,
Their spirits linger in the amber west,
Legends written in dust and sand,
A timeless bond between horse and man.
So is the life of a cavalryman and his steed,
Following in the paths of those before,
So ride our troopers and their mounts,
To join their brethren in immortal lore.
CPL(VA) Glenn Glorioso