There is still hope for the stars and stripes. This country, our country, has her problems but we are still the greatest nation on the face of the earth. Blessed by God commander of the heavenly armies. Old glory neatly folded and never allowed to touch the ground is cradled in Shannon’s hands as she stands at ease. The light on the hill is not covered with a bowl but is focused on the stars that glisten in the brilliant rays.
God bless America