Hello, oh great fans of the Bard - aka William Shakespeare!
Today is his birthday. I don't know where or how he's celebrating, but I'll bet he's still writing his sonnets and his plays. Just because you pass on doesn't mean you quit. They probably had pen (or quill) and paper ready for him when he entered the pearly gates. You didn't know there was a little heavenly general store, did you?
Before I get carried away with my imagination, let me share with you my own personal tribute.
Friends, how could I resist? Don't I make a great Bard?
I confess I did take some liberties with his sonnet, but what's a cat to do? I might just have a couple more up my velvet sleeve..
"Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend (William)
With thoughts of credit limits without end?"(Tom)
"Then let not winter's ragged hand deface (William)
When spring and flowers can take its place." (Tom)
"In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes (William)
There are other parts long since revised." (Tom)
Happy Birthday, Mr. Shakespeare. Thanks for the material!