Sixteen

There is a moment when,
We all dream.
A time when things can be,
More than they seem.
Life is a story that builds,
Each day.
Bringing joy its great theme.

Within each success is failure.
And every failure is born of success.
Yet my life is tormented and serene.

I pictured you long ago,
In my heart, as a dream.
I saw you from afar,
And you were sixteen!

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