Two hundred fifty years of stars that dared to rise,
Of voices stitching hope beneath expanding skies.
A nation built from courage, carried by the free,
Still learning, still striving toward what it dreams to be.

From 1776 to now, the story keeps its flame—
A patchwork of the many, bound beneath one name.
And here, in simple moments—small paws, bright flags held high—
We see the heart of America that time cannot deny.

So, here’s to every chapter, written bold and true,
To the red, the white, the blue—and all we still pursue.
May the next 250 shine with promise yet untold,
A future shaped by all of us, determined, brave, and bold.