In the quiet corners of a page,
Where words dance on lines so bright,
Language weaves its timeless cage,
A tapestry of day and night.
From Shakespeare’s sonnets to modern prose,
Each letter sings a melodic tune,
Crafting tales where wisdom grows,
Under the watchful eye of the moon.
Metaphors paint the sky with dreams,
While similes mirror the sea,
In English class, the world redeems,
A universe of possibility.
With every verse, a journey starts,
Through history, love, and strife,
English captures the human heart,
A canvas of eternal life.