Lucille Younger Muffled the drums. Clear the day. Shines the sun on vacant eyes as thousands stand in quiet disarray. Slowly moving cavalcade. Soldiers march in order, strength.
Black limousines glide swift into forever.
Riderless horse prancing proud with shiny backward boots that do not nudge, but still the horse moves forward. Pull the caisson laden with a cargo that will light eternal flames. All rights reserved.