There was a time when a tiny cot
Could hold our hearts in wrapped embrace;
When, only to say "I love you", lips would part
Or to gaze enraptured at your face.
There was a time not long ago
When in the meadow we would lie,
Both in the midst of winter snow
And clear and starlit summer skies.
We'd wrestle and you'd always win,
Then hold me down and give a kiss
And charm me with that silly grin -
Those are the days I'll dearly miss.
So much we shared and now there's none -
What good's a parasol for one...
Modern Sonnet by Craig Cornish
Feb. 23, 2014 for Nette's Umbrella Contest