Dear Shakespeare
Dear Shakespeare,
How did you manage?
I remember reading Rome and Juliet at fifteen.
Tragic it was;
Yet a beautiful tale
A tale of two lovers unknowingly saving generations to come.
Dear Shakespeare,
How did you imagine that?
I remember reading Hamlet
Tragedy again it was
So sad yet so alive
One could actually imagine being there.
Dear Shakespeare,
How did you write that?
I remember reading Macbeth
Dark, dark story
Intriguing at the same time.
A woman’s power diluted by a man’s foolishness.
Dear Shakespeare
How did you manage?
How did you imagine that?
How did you write that?
How I would love to be the bearer of such a mind
How I would love to write half as good as you.
Dear Shakespeare,
Here is to you;
The greatest writer,
The writer who inspired me,
The writer whose work 398 years later still flows.
Dear Shakespeare,
With a glass of champagne here is to you
And here is to me for half of your work,
I’m yet to read and learn from.
So again Shakespeare here is to you.
The greatest writer of all time.
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