Shakespeare, I know not who he is.
But they term him one of the greatest,
They say he was a poet & a playwright.

William, I surely know of him not.
But they often name him the greatest,
He was a poet Stratford-upon-Avon born.

Anne Hathaway, was elder to him.
But still they both exchanged vows,
They say she was over 7 years older.

Hathaway, she had even outlived him.
But I wonder how she survived alone,
They say she had three kids from him.

I think the love for the remaining two kids kept her alive.

Whatever did Sylvia Plath
and Anne Sexton
have in common?

—two great minds
of the literary canon
who drove themselves
to the proverbial crimson

One gassed herself
like a condemned Jew
the other stayed in her car
letting the breathlessness brew
A melody of the swans that
not even Beethoven
could undo

What could have been
in their poetry
that consumed them in
the deepest misery
—like one of a dark soliloquy
or a dying plea?

Dear my sweetie Mary Anne,
you will be better then?
you will be better than what everyone is doing in the world,
but you take so much time trying to get the details right,
and don't get me wrong,
you did a lot of things right for a girl,

but Mary Anne,
she took you out to see,
all the places you details, kept you from being,
and she made you believe,
that the world was full of your opportunities.

so you,
had a lot of girlfriends,
but didn't really know them,
all you remembered was the one butterfly to set you free,

but Mary Anne,
she took you out to see,
but you couldn't get over her, so you plead,
you both were not able to be,
because she saw you,
but you were still too weak,
a butterfly isn't strong enough to hold you,

so do you want to go back?
when you were just okay with life,
and never have meat the girl of your dreams,
working a mediocre job,
day in and day out,
just to make money like a breeze?

but Mary Anne,
she took you out to see,
and you know you were right where,
you wanted to be,
and Mary Anne she makes your tummy rubble like the sea,
filled to the brim with little butterflies in reverse,
there uneased,

but she isn't just like normal girls,
she takes time, and heart,
and love, from more than a world,
of book smarts,

so Mary Anne,
can you agree,
to love her forever,
and treat her with dignity,

But Mary Anne,
she took you out to see,
all the things she saw your heart was missing,
and you found it as she was stitching,
your heart to hers,
her heart to yours,

so Mary Anne,
She took you out to see,
that she loves you,
and she wants you to love her,
and you're destined to be,

and mama here,
blesses you to be,
with her forever as you please,
I love you both,
and you're both daughters to me,