In a garden of letters, the English language blooms,
A tapestry woven with threads of ancient looms.
From Shakespeare’s pen to modern tales untold,
A universe of stories in its embrace we hold.

The rhythm of its verses, a gentle soothing stream,
Flowing through time, a dream within a dream.
With whispers of wisdom in every line and page,
It captures hearts regardless of time or age.

Metaphors and melodies, a dance of light and shade,
In prose and poetry, its magic is displayed.
A bridge across cultures, uniting distant lands,
In every word, a journey, held within our hands.

In classrooms and cafes, its conversations thrive,
A living entity, vibrant and alive.
Through challenges and changes, it still endures,
A testament to the power of words, forever pure.