I am

I am the wind-torn flag flown high
I am left to hang dry
I am faded from view
I am nothing new
I am tried and true
I am stitched with intent
I am remembrance
I am flying high
I am day and night
I am a remnant out of sight
I am what never touched the ground
I am signal to whosever vision rise
I am stained by rains last breath
I am held together by mere stitches
I am memories old glory
I am a long forgotten story
I am still waving in the wind
I am decomposing
I am a symbolic rag
I am surrender
I am claim
I am identifying measure
I am here to explain
I am a guide
I am pride