Years begin to idly pass
yet your strenuous movement seems to gain time
they say age is but a number
yours has been erased from the book of Father Time
Your gift of time is an indisputable blessing
ageless
looking down your shoulder to the depths of the curves of your hips
it is clear every moving moment has been gripped
time will come
time will go
but in this moment
I hope you know
The luscious hair
the slender face on which light touches true
the bosom humble and proud
the prime definition of which is held and caressed by hand
the flower you hold to give
this all speaks to the innocence timeless and shapely
of one who can admire and be admired
moral character and sculpted clay
you bring glory to this and every day
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