I swear to recognize you as Shakespeare,
For reading your statements as high as he said,
For catching your poems as best as he made;
Do let me tease you as a mother with the son of her,
Then, Let me flatter as a father to his daughter;
The air says that you're a fresher,
The fire sings that you're a fighter,
The water shouts: you're the only pure thing in this artificial fear!!
I mend you yes it's true,
While you fix my ways,
In the rest of our days....