A valentine, dedicated to all who remember that first intoxicating love. 

The mind drifts back, the time retold
I’m ten and she is too
Her hair the glow of sunlit gold
And eyes cornflower blue
I saw her after years had flown
We both now aged and old
She seemed so worn, so sad, alone
And shivered with the cold
She did not see me where I stood
And vanished from my view
I lingered but she’d gone for good
And once again I knew
That time would always be on hold
I’m ten and she is too
Her hair the glow of sunlit gold
And eyes cornflower blue