Tattered Stars

TATTERED STARS

Her stripes were worn and faded;

Her fabric, torn and frayed.

Tattered stars hung loosely now,

Weakened by old battles, and decayed.

Still, she hung with dignity,

Despite her ragged state.

Her very fabric promised hope

Although the hour was late.

Just then, as dawn was breaking,

Came a rustling in the trees,

A disturbance in the morning mist,

And a cool, refreshing breeze.

With the flash of nearby lightening,

Pulses quickened by the thrill,

While meadows shook with thunder

And a deluge took the hill.

With that, Old Glory caught the wind,

Unfurled, as if to march.

Despite the hail that tore her hems,

She took the field

And stretched out stiff as starch.

And those who saw this marveled

And recalled Old Glory’s youth.

And hearts filled with compassion,

Quickened by old loyalties and truth.

And every soul saluted,

While new hope replaced old fears,

And each heart pledged allegiance,

And sealed their pledge

With gratitude and tears.

Shannon Thomas Casebeer

“GLAD DAYS LONG AGO”

Now on Amazon Books

I apologize if this sounds preachy.

There appears to be some confusion regarding racism and bigotry. If you would follow Christ, your walk will be exceptional in that it demonstrates justice and mercy. A follower of Christ is called to do what is just and merciful regardless of the consequences. They are to do as Christ would do, and then trust God. There is nothing just, merciful, or Christlike about racism and bigotry.  SC

My little book, “Glad Days Long Ago” has been well received by those who’ve read it. People find that sharing my memories is a magic elixir to revitalize their own.

Glad Days Long Ago

On Amazon

America’s best days are almost certainly ahead, but we darn sure won’t get there by going back. Our best hope is to stand together, embrace the future, lift up the fallen, and work together to advance the cause of freedom. SC