I saw you walking towards us at the airport,
Excitement and emotions rose, but I stopped short.
Mom and sisters, filled with love, ran up to greet you,
But I just stood there, finding out that it is true.
Father, you've not noticed, but you were robbed by Time.
 
Alice says that Time isn’t money, he doesn’t need it,
That he’s not a thief, a joker, a nitwit.
I think Alice fell down that hole and hit her head,
Any smart robber would steal rare diamonds, not lead.
But Father, Time only stole your age, not your heart.
 
He took the color of your hair, from black to white,
But not your wisdom, your sharp blade-like piercing sight.
He stole your youth, unearthed it out using a knife,
But not your cheerful attitude shown towards life.
Father, you are still the man you once were before.
 
I ran and hugged you tight, with all the love I had,
And said to you: “I love you no matter what, dad!”