New Hope and Strong Threads

The sun rises on a flag flying
once torn, faded but still flying.
The storm came and whipped it around.
Still dripping from the night, but not backing down.

Emerging from the rumble
with breaks and bruises,
heartache and trouble
that nobody chooses.

Color restored, waving in the wind
watching my 11,786th day begin.

Strong threads and new hope.

She has my heart no more
than the breeze it takes from still to soar.
On her way to the seventh floor
like waves crashing on the shore,
the tide of something new.
The song I thought included her
but she’s not even in verse two.

A new future I see now.
What I thought not possible came true somehow.

A heart that’s free and a busy mind
inside a boy curious to find
all God has planned.

The one, the dream; I know she’s out there;
She’s got blonde or brown and long or short hair.

Ok, I don’t know who she is or where she is or what she does.
But soon her and him and I and she will become we and our and us.
We’ll get on the love bus.
We won’t cuss.
We might cuss.
We will trust.
We will definitely trust.

I love her already, I do know who she is.
Lover of all things good, a her that wants to be his.

I’ll be patient in waiting till the day we meet.
Till the sun sets on us at the beach.

The storms may come, let’s beat them instead.
Flying side by side with…
new hope and strong threads.

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