In Stratford-upon-Avon, a tale began,Of a bard whose words would forever span.His quill danced across the parchment bright,Crafting worlds of wonder, love, and light.Elizabethan stages welcomed his art,With tales of kings and lovers torn apart.His sonnets whispered secrets of the heart,In every line, a timeless work of art.Through Hamlet’s doubt and Lear’s despair,He painted human nature with such care.In every play, a mirror to our soul,Each character a story to unfold.Though centuries have passed since his birth,His legacy endures, proving its worth.In every classroom, his spirit lives,Inspiring minds with the gifts he gives.