Shall I Compare Thee To A Winter's Night?

My Version- "Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter's Night?"

Shall I compare thee to a winter's night?
Thou art more innocent and more a dream.
Snow flakes does not paint thy long lashes white,
But it adds colors to thy cheeks of cream.
When the winter's snow melts it becomes spring,
Spring's eternal beauty does not last long.
For spring leaves before the summer birds sing,
But thy voice remains our forever song.
How can I compare thee to just one night?
One summer, one fall, one winter, one spring?
Thou beauty cannot be simply recite,
One cannot compare thee to mortal things.
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this. and this give life to thee.

Shakespeare's Version-"Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day?"

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heave shines,
And often is his gold complexsion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this. and this give life to thee.

The new version of Shakespeare's sonnet was an assignment I did for class.

~Atomic