kindest time

how the time has passed, my beloved your hair has gotten longer so is your move I remember those hair of yours much shorter and softer your eyes sparkled at the sight and your hands restlessly holding your bag strap time has taken your giddiness they have taken your hair color but your light never receding it never dim and when I saw you again I saw that girl that's still giddy upon this world and it never shamed me to say "you are still as beautiful as the day I saw you'