Through the Eyes of the Jacket

A sea of blue cordaroy jackets

Each a leader,

Each an individual,

One large family.

From the symbol of the rising sun,

Guiding new leaders,

To the the shaking hands

Welcoming friendships.

All walking the same journey,

All reaching different goals.

Through the eyes of the jacket

We wear the blue

And strive for gold.



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