Time Stands Still

42-years old for you today
no wrinkles embroidering your face,
or stress making its daily visit.
You're fresh in age as beauty never left.
A smile dimpling your cheeks.
Glossy green eyes inviting everyone over,
contrast with your dark mystery.

That’s how I remember you at nineteen.
Through all these years you remained ageless.
Sun still soaking into your olive skin;
your cackle still music to my ears.

Earth has been your home for almost 23-years,
now defrosting from past months.
But at forty-two you’re as beautiful as ever,
still living in my heart and playing in my memory.

Happy Birthday, Ann!