Read this poem:

how like a winter hath my absence been
from thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
what freezings have i felt, what dark days seen!
what old december's bareness every where!
and yet this time removed was summer's time;
the teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
but hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;
for summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
and, thou away, the very birds are mute;
or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer
that leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
what type of poem is this?
a. ode
b. haiku
c. sestina
d. sonnet