Grand, old Flag

My flag was old and faded
 From its time out in the sun
 My wife said, for the weekend
 We should get a better one
  
 So I went to the Home Goods store
 And asked the hardware guy
 He said that I could find them 
 On the end of aisle “I”
  
 I took a while getting home
 “Honey, where’ve you been?”
 Then I put the new flag up and 
 Took the old one in
  
 I held it very carefully
 Didn’t let it touch the floor
 And then I heard it speak to me
 It didn’t do that before
  
 It told me it was happy 
 I had hung it where I did
 And how it liked protecting us 
 Me, my wife and kid
  
 It told me how it loved the sun
 And how it loved the shade
 And how it loved to lead us
 In our neighborhood parade
  
 Though none of us who marched with it 
 Had ever served a day
 It was proud to walk with us
 (I guess it’s made that way)
  
 Burn it if you want to
 No, you don’t have to stand
 Without your kind assistance
 Our flag will still be grand
  
 And you may think I’m foolish
 But I say this with all candor
 As the flag gets older
 My goodness, it gets grander