Courtney Beaudry (11-4-93)

The dearest of them all
We thought would never fall
But his courage is dying now
It all crashes, all around
No amount, and no sound
He's too young to die
Too man enough to cry
So small he is in the big scheme
But he has no idea what it really means
His battles rage off in a distant place
A time beyond life and space
With hollow eyes upon his face