Anniversary, a sonnet

In early February's grayness, bleak
with icy wind chill factors, roads to match;
depressive news besieging us with crime
and war and homelessness, I spend some time
remembering when love bloomed on my cheek:
a new forever love, a love unique,
I thought. Dame Fate inveigled me to snatch
you from a treadmilled, empty life, attach
myself. Your joviality refreshed
my soul--long steeped in silence. Bonded, meshed
in love, we wed amid red valentines,
those symbols cherished love defines, enshrines.
   While vicious winter plays its warring tune,
   I snuggle into memory's cocoon.

PL- 2004, published in Lucidity: A Journal of Verse, Spring, 1997