In Stratford born, a playwright’s heart,
From humble roots, did rise his art,
With quill in hand, his fate entwined,
To craft the tales that span all time.

The Globe, his stage, where stories leapt,
Of love and woe, in hearts they’ve crept,
From Hamlet’s grief to Lear’s despair,
His words, a legacy, beyond compare.

A sonnet’s grace, his pen bestowed,
Eternal love, in verse he showed,
Though centuries pass, his lines remain,
In every heart, his spirit reigns.

Now history’s pages, his life inscribed,
A bard revered, his fame described,
For William Shakespeare, timeless name,
Will ever echo, in the halls of fame.