Triumphant it stood.
Boldly it waved.
Courage and strength it told.
I watched it furl in jet streamed sky
and wondered how am I
so fortunate to sit beneath this flag,
on freedom's common ground.
What price was paid I cannot grasp,
can't fathom freedom's cost,
but as I view Old Glory's flight
I pray we shall:
not faint,
give hope to night,
turn wrong to right,
and be worthy of the name...
America...
America...
America.
--Cindy Lou Hodges
@Copyright 2010, Cindy Lou Hodges
All Rights Reserved.
Flag outside TMC Hospital, Denison, Texas
ReplyDeleteNovember, 2009
On this particular day, during one of my mother's many surgeries, I ventured outisde to get some fresh air. I found encouragment, as well, just by listening to and watching the flag fly. It fluttered & flowed with each gust of wind and occasionally sounded a pop as it responded to the shoves of the unseen force, but it never... never lost its grip to its anchor.