If I were to compare you to the light
That shines forth from the sun
Only to be dismayed come night,
And your brilliance done and gone,
I’d become sore at such a thought
That you might have left me
Alone in the darkness to rot
On another to shine happily.
But lo! Here comes the light again
With blinding abundance and
Sunshine for the earth’s kin,
Dark be banished with every strand.
So when you go away tonight,
I beg your return with the light