Beneath the azure sky, it unfurls,
Colors vivid, a symbol of dreams,
Echoes of freedom in every fold,
A tale of unity, or so it seems.

Each thread woven with history’s hand,
Stories of struggle, victories bold,
Through tempests and calm, it proudly stands,
Whispering secrets of times untold.

In dawn’s first light, it catches the breeze,
A beacon of hope, a nation’s pride,
Its presence felt across the seas,
Guiding hearts, far and wide.

As stars align in its embrace,
The flag endures, a timeless song,
In every stitch, a familiar face,
A legacy that carries on.