Old Loving Face

Often when I Peep out of my old window I see you With your head bowed low And a blush Caused by the hard effort To hide your love for me Ages have passed Yet your face is still the same Out of the window Blushed to red And a soft smile Deep love fed Young and passionate But o fate! Can those days Can never come back Often with a smile I think how You would look like Today after so many years But I only find Your loving face Pretty young With loving kind Your sudden jerk of head And dispersal of silky locks On your elegant back Your swift running Around that corner Ah! What a sight! I know those days Will never come back But I still see Your morning face Out of my old window