After Twenty-Six Years

You still have bubble gum kisses.
Hershey's with almonds still melt pleasingly in your mouth.
Although your toys are more expensive; they take gas instead of batteries,
Your eyes still sparkle with anticipation of a new one.
You still pout if something goes wrong and ruins your plans.
You still make up silly songs and always know
Just what to say that will make me laugh.
You’ve quieted and you've mellowed some over the years,
You still pout when you don't get your way.
Even though I've long since lost my girlish figure,
You still make me feel beautiful with your compliments.
Best of all, after all these years,
I still see in your belief in me when I look into your eyes.
Please don't ever grow up.
I love you just the way you are.