Born in Stratfordâs gentle arms,
A soul aflame with countless charms,
Words did weave his fabled fame,
On lifeâs grand stage, he wrote his name.
From sonnets sweet to tales of woe,
His quill did etch the ebb and flow,
Of human hearts, of love and pain,
In every line, his spirit’s gain.
The Globe did hear his mighty voice,
In every act, the world rejoiced,
Kings and clowns, his tales did tell,
In shadows deep, his legends dwell.
Though time has flown, his words remain,
An endless echo of his reign,
For in the hearts of those who read,
Shakespeare lives, a timeless creed.