Sweet sixteen
Sweet sixteen
I’m in my kitchen and your laugh drifts through the door. I’m washing dishes and look out. There you are, beautiful, lovely sweet sixteen year old girl. The boy next to you is not much older. He has an arm around your waist. Then you turn around and I see your face. You hold his hand in both your hands and tilt your head just a little.
Beautiful
You have no idea how beautiful you are right this minute. Your cheeks are pink, you laugh at everything he says. You are so obviously in love. He tries his utmost best to make you smile more. And he succeeds. He is your first love. The girlfriend you brought along looks at her phone and smiles. She knows she’s here as a decoy. But she won’t mind. She knows. Mom and dad think you’re doing homework at your friend’s place. For now this is your secret.
Tender
I forget all about my dishes. Shamelessly I look and fall in love. I don’t know this 16 year old girl but she is me, some 45 years ago. Whatever happened? The emotions, excitement, just wash over me. How I remember! That first clumsy touch, the first kiss. I know she will confide in her diary later tonight that this was the very best night of her life. We’ve all been there, still this is so very special and so very tender. As if it happens for the very first time in history.
Woman walking a dog
A lady, my age, is walking her dog. She passes you by. Her gaze reflects mine… Yes, madam, I know. As do you. Why does it feel like it was only yesterday and at the same time a lifetime ago? In her look I see her life passing by. She, too, remembers. The wonder and the spark of that very first time.
New
Everything feels new. The world is new and you can only think about HIM. ‘Cause he makes you feel this way. Oh darling, sweet sixteen girl, don’t ever forget this moment. I wish you many, many more exciting moments. More boyfriends, lots and lots of love. But most of all I wish for you to always remember the way you feel tonight.
