Shakespeare
As a mere child of eighteen years, I married my love Anne. An older lady,
she was twenty-six years of age. I love to write, collaborations~plays~sonnets and of course poems. As I awake to a new day, what do I find. I am in a world I do not know, everything has changed. They say I am England's national poet, how could that be true. Many new inventions, oh~my head is spinning. I learn my pen and ink are out of style, a thing they call a computer is what writers now use. I will never learn this computer machine, I want my pen and ink back. I want back to my simple life, oil lamps~pen~ink and paper please.
Date Written:1/6/2023
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