The World, At Your Feet, It Does Lay

Childhood seemingly fading away You’re blooming into a woman at last You’ll start looking toward the future While still reflecting upon the past The books you’ll read, more defined Ones which spark interests in thee Displaying your etchings at galleries nearby Becoming who You want to be 16… an age so important Adulthood is well on its way Good wishes in all future endeavors The world, at your feet, it does lay