In the vast expanse of human speech,
Lies a tongue that bridges hearts,
With words that touch and teach,
A tapestry woven from countless parts.

From Shakespeare’s quill to modern prose,
The English language flows like a stream,
With every word, a story grows,
In poets’ dreams and scholars’ schemes.

With whispers soft and declarations bold,
It captures love, despair, and hope,
In every tale, new worlds unfold,
Giving wings to souls that grope.

So let us cherish this wondrous gift,
That travels time and spans all lands,
For it is in these words we lift,
Our deepest thoughts with gentle hands.