SONNET  

REFLECTIONS (with Iambic Pentameter)

Summer is fading, it’s brightness subsides

The late evening sun goes down to hide

Replaced by the moon and its’ perfection

It has a face; is it your reflection?

I reach out to touch you, so near, so far

Shining down sweetly like my special star.

The gold tones of Autumn enrich our days

Like love’s own splendor which ne’er goes away

Sun kissed Autumn leaves; red, yellow and Gold

Like jewels on the ground, a sight to behold.

The pleasures we gain from such resources

The Sun and the Moon taking their courses

I love the moon, it has such perfection

I can see your face in its’ reflection..