Piece of poetry on Autumn season?

A sonnet of the fall...
I say I love the autumn...
but I love its fashion more...
I like its visual expressions.
But its autumn nights that I adore...
Night oh night, quiet
Ningh so long and cold
It undresses the trees when its freezing and its dark
Trees that sigh and mourn losing them leaves and bark...
And when at dawn you find the dew
Lying down in their feet
Placed upon them dead leaves
delecately spreaded underneath
You find this aluring, you feel like its romance
But its a tragedy, ask the moon if you get the chance...
---self---
I say I love the autumn...
but I love its fashion more...
I like its visual expressions.
But its autumn nights that I adore...
Night oh night, quiet
Ningh so long and cold
It undresses the trees when its freezing and its dark
Trees that sigh and mourn losing them leaves and bark...
And when at dawn you find the dew
Lying down in their feet
Placed upon them dead leaves
delecately spreaded underneath
You find this aluring, you feel like its romance
But its a tragedy, ask the moon if you get the chance...
---self---