Badge of Triumph
By Maryhale Woolsey
I saw them but once, in passing by –
Twin little shacks in a mining town.
They sat side by side like gray old dames,
Each in a shabby and faded gown.
And one cringed hopelessly, bowed to doom;
But one had a heart that was brave and gay.
(In one little moment I saw them so,
For only once did I pass that way.)
How did I know? – Why, this was the sign:
The house that held courage and laughter still,
Waved bright ruffled curtains to greet the breeze,
And tulips bloomed on its window sill.