ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE <br /> <br />Today is just another day <br />And all the World's a stage <br />Where we can write a Symphony <br />On every other page. <br /> <br />With Concerts each presented <br />At perfect Intervals <br />An Aria of Movements, <br />Each Score in Syllables <br /> <br />Each Movement will be cherished <br />Each Octave a reprieve, <br />As all our senses languish <br />And in Symphonies deceive. <br /> <br />For all the World's a stage <br />Each Concert played in full <br />As we must engage in daily life <br />These fantasies to pull. <br /> <br />And when the day is over <br />Again real life we'll see <br />To live life as we want it <br />And plan Our next fantastic symphony. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Author: Carolyn Ford Witt <br /> Ms. Caroline <br /> <br /> <br />© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)<br /><br />Carolyn Ford Witt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-the-world-s-a-stage-6/
