Sonnet

Nature is surely smiling at my good
Fortune and I know that I have reason
To beam back. Now I know, but never would
I have guessed before that you'd find season
With a simple being like me. But oh,
You have and it seems to be eternal.
Earth is not just smiling at but also
It seems to be to be smiling upon a fool
Like me. I've found the one thing which I sought--
That is, to love and be loved in return--
And certainly the battle was hard-fought,
But worthy of the greatest of my turns.
Thank the sky for the perfect gift of you!
Where would I be had you not caught my view?

--C.R.E.