Nothing compares to you.

I may compare you to the sunniest day, although the contrast is stark at play. 

The trees and earth may sway as the world spins its shade.

While all of these things motion into gray,

 you're like a room full of silver embellished in good spirit and founded on grace. 

Neither above or below the skies and seas could never match a better hue as striking as you.

The winds shaking is steadily bending views,but nothing breaks you.

The sun may sleep yet there is no depth deep enough to cover your light.

As the times come and go, as age takes its tole, as long as you're alive you carry your glow, anyone able knows.