Seven Brave Souls Poem by Mary Ryan

Seven brave souls into space did fly
Never knowing that they were soon to die
But they were doing what they loved best
For each of them had passed the test
To be one of the chosen few
To escape this Earth as they upward flew
It was on the return that tragedy came
And the lives of all are never the same
When we remember the seven and start to cry
Remember what they were doing at their time to die


(For the crew of the Space Shuttle Columbia)