sonnet Our seasons autumn mild

Ours seasons autumn mild and mellow spring
No winter burns and summer sears extreme
A secret snuggle weighs up winters meme
Or summers theme up weighs a flaunted fling
In troubled times Ive wed you ring on ring
Ours aggregated wealth a modest scheme
The carats piled on carats freehold bling
In sobre celebration greater gleam
Future feeds back fancifully lustre
It sparks off ether clear and crystal pure
Your opal Saturn rings dont lose allure
Rings roll rings still wring wrong right on fluster
Your love is a common household treasure
Raw times I prize poor luck long live leisure
Chorus treasure fortune wealth