Autumn Sonnet

I wrote this for lit homework, and it was applauded in class. It was nice.

There are so many wonders to behold
When Autumn comes, and leaves dance all around;
When gold-and-crimson sunsets light the world
And flame the sky with passion most profound.
Thus why do starry eyes mourn Summer’s end,
Like lovers fearing merely brief farewell?
When nights of bliss and beauty do descend,
Why won’t pure love persist until Spring’s spell?
From Autumn’s cool, crisp winds to Winter’s chill
(For snow in sparkling hills of white is pure)
There should be thoughts of peace and freedom still,
And lovers’ hearts be beating strong and sure.
The Autumn whispers, “Love, and stay awhile,”
And I shall heed her words with eager smile.