Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Caprice

On a caprice, I married her,

Though just knew her for a short while.

It would be wedded bliss for sure,

As she walked toward me down the aisle.

On a caprice, my family

And friends had warned me to beware,

That maybe she was not for me.

But what they thought, I gave no care.

On a caprice, the first such whim

That has turned out to be no fun.

In fact my life has turned quite grim.

I so regret what I had done.

On this caprice, I've had no peace,

Since I got married to Caprice.