The Scottish Douglas badge

Cold as Antarctica
Sitting silently waiting and wondering
Motionless, still as a statue
Shining in the dim light of my bedside lamp
Hardly noticeable, round as the world
Looking soft and weak but when you pick him up he comes to life and becomes shinier but as hard as a brick wall
Alone, he feels gone and lost in life
You take off the back to revel its sharp point like a knife stabbing you in the heart
Its rim shining like a silver second place ribbon in the Olympics
It feels sad and lonely having been in war and is tired out from its long journeys around the world
It tastes sharp and spicy like chilli
As I come home I look at it and wonder
Gone and lost, but it is and always will be
The badge is safe