If I compare you to a summer's day, You are certainly more beautiful and more temperate. The wind scatters the leaves on the ground, And the summer's time is very short. Sometimes the sun shines too brightly, Other times it fades with coldness; What is beautiful declines in a single day, In the tender mutation of nature. But in you, summer will be eternal, And the beauty you possess you will not lose; Nor will you reach death's sad winter: In these lines you will grow with time. And as long as there is a being on this earth, My living verses will make you live. ps:ai(13x)