Queen Elizabeth I and the Elizabethan Period

I am writing about William Shakespeare. Elizabeth became queen in 1558. Elizabeth died in 1603. She was only 70 years of age when she died. Elizabeth was the third choice to become queen. The first ones were Edward and Mary. Edward died when he was 15 and Mary died a little bit after that. Mary was the worst queen ever she cut peoples heads of for not believing and the Christianity. After Mary died Elizabeth became queen. She was one of the best queens she helped out her people and fixed all the problems that were left for her<>Tudor but not only that but left an era in English history. And William wanted to have her in the poems and in his plays because of the grate things this woman did.

GLASSES COME BACK

The worst thing you can imagine is yourself in glasses.
Here I am 15 year old with glasses.
I had them when i was little and now I have them again because now im far sited again.!
years have gone by and wishing that this day would never come the fright of having geeky glasses. :(
once you take your glasses off.. you feel like you had them once you don't need them again. But that is wrong. People beware of how you take care of your eyes because later on in the future this can happen to you.

into the night sky

I lay awake,
staring into the night sky outside my window.
I see the shadows on the moon.
The way the trees dance in the wind.
The rustling of the leaves rolling on the grown.
But when I listen there is no sound.
I press my face up to the glass.
It feels so cold and gloomy.
I try not to stare at the night sky.
But the way it sparkles,
ketches my eye,
I think for a very long time,
and try not to hide,
all the things I felt inside.

long distance :(

I feel dampe and dark inside,
Its hard for me to stay by your side,
hold my heart as you go,
telling me you love me so,
hold on tight with all you got,
Because long distance can be harder then we thought.

At the Zoo

At the Zoo
by William Makepeace Thackeray
First I saw the white bear, then I saw the black; Then I saw the camel with a hump upon his back; Then I saw the grey wolf, with mutton in his maw; Then I saw the wombat waddle in the straw; Then I saw the elephant a-waving of his trunk; Then I saw the monkeys—mercy, how unpleasantly they smelt!

The Tyger

The Tyger
by William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare sieze the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee? Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The Ghazal of What Hurt

The Ghazal of What Hurt
by Peter Cole
Pain froze you, for years—and fear—leaving scars. But now, as though miraculously, it seems, here you are walking easily across the ground, and into town as though you were floating on air, which in part you are, or riding a wave of what feels like the world's good will— though helped along by something foreign and older than you are and yet much younger too, inside you, and so palpable an X-ray, you're sure, would show it, within the body you are, not all that far beneath the skin, and even in some bones. Making you wonder: Are you what you are— with all that isn't actually you having flowed through and settled in you, and made you what you are? The pain was never replaced, nor was it quite erased. It's memory now—so you know just how lucky you are. You didn't always. Were you then? And where's the fear? Inside your words, like an engine? The car you are?! Face it, friend, you most exist when you're driven away, or on—by forms and forces greater than you are.