love for spring(sonnet 1)

why,you depart so swifly my dear friend
so dance magnificant, glorious spring
i do so hope our games shall never end
please taketh me on thy soft warming wing
the bees have finally left their fine hives
they to wish to smell your beautiful scents
pray,fly not so quickly,and end your life
i missed you terribly last time you went
the dreadful days of summer burn so hot
some say its like the fair godesse of love
i swear to you my graceful one its not;
like you,far more exquisite than a dove.
when you leave, my loved one i think ill cry
if you come to me not,im sure ill die