Courage is a baby ducklingBlindly following its mother
Without question, without knowing
Where the final outcome leads.
Courage is a strangling oak
Pushing up through stony grounds,
Needing only sun and rain
To win its struggle to survive.
Courage is the patriot
Who hides his feelings deep inside
But stands with pride with hat in hand
Each time the colors pass him by.
No threat too trivial to challenge,
Even death cannot deter
This loyal servant from his duty,
Valliant to the bitter end.
When the world grows dark we seek
These bold, intrepid sentinels
To bear the cause of liberty,
For freedom grows where courage dwells.
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