In the whispers of the wind, it softly sings,
A melody of words, taking flight on wings.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
English spreads its wings to touch the sky.

A tapestry woven with threads so fine,
Stories of old and new entwine.
In every corner of the earth, it flows,
A language of dreams, where imagination grows.

In letters and sounds, in prose and rhyme,
It dances through the corridors of time.
A beacon of hope, a bridge to the unknown,
In English, our hearts find a home.

So let us cherish this gift so rare,
A language that invites us to share.
In every word, a universe anew,
In English, we find our voices true.