By: Lucinda Kerrigan
Written: March 10, 1997
The fearless appear forever strong
With an armor of courage
Strapped and embroidered across a shoulder
Somehow over time each thread
Became more and more unique
Not for the age of the garment
But for all of the nonchalant voices
That comes to one's mind
When courage is put to the test.
As an old friend,
We, return to the good 'ole
Red badge of courage and
Question whether it will turn blue.
The red badge suddenly heard our concerns,
On another dream wavelength yet
To become an experience
And a treasure that we will always remember
This red badge had to re-ensemble; a blue memory.