Challenge of the Week #59: Modernise Shakespeare’s ‘Shall I Compare Thee’ sonnet. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
If I should measure summer’s joy beside you,
No hint of allure could ever shine through.
For the bright blooms of May never make it to June,
And the summertide vacay is gone far too soon.
The sun often swelters and leaves one fatigued;
Then its sparkle is lost to threatening winter’s cruel greed.
Summer, like all good things, comes to an end
For nature, like time, is no one’s true friend.
But fear not; give no thought to infinity--
It can’t taint a heart that brims so with beauty.
And death, though it be dark and unending,
Has no power o’er my words, ever true and transcending
All time. As long as a man can draw breath to his lungs,
Your story, though told, shall never be done.
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