Shall I Compare Thee To A Rainy Day? Poem by Jeffrey Liminsang

Shall I compare thee to a rainy day?
Thou art more depressing and gloomier:
Rough winds do shake the falling tears of the heavens,
And rainy days hath all too long of a season:
Sometimes too wet for the eyes to see,
And often its wetness is felt by all;
And from fair to fair its drops decline,
By chance or nature’s changing course thou glisten;
But thy eternal rainfall shall not disappear
Nor lose thy possession of those wet cajole;
Nor shall summer brag thou blows in its wake,
When in eternal doggerel thou dissipate:
So long as mortal can breathe and eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee