Today is my Mom's birthday, and I just wanted to let the world once again know how wonderful I think she is! Because I am taking a Shakespeare class, I have decided to write her a Shakespearean poem:
Sonnet #18 - Revised by Amy Collyer
Shall I compare thee to a Birthy - day?
Thou art more funny and more fabulous:
Rough winds do shake the Californ-I-A,
And birthday's fun makes all too short a fuss:
Sometime too hot the eye of Cubby shines,
Too oft' his black complexion is of dirt;
And every mom to someone is sublime,
By chance or nature's gave this day of Birt:
But my eternal mother shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair she ist;
And shall Dad brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou bidst:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
I wish I could offer a translation, but alas, modern English cannot translate such a perfect expression as this. :)
I love you mom, and I really think you are the best!
3 comments:
Oh My Amy is there anything you can not do!! You are amazing!! Thank you that is a great! I only wish I could return the favor on your birthday in a few days, but alas, I am at a great disadvantage when it comes to good ol' William's poems!!
WOW - are you sure you want to be an accountant????
lol you crack me up
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