Sweet Sixteen Poems - Poems about Sweet Sixteen

sweet sixteen never been kissed

May 2024, 2nd half of our six months friendship.
I realised I had developed feelings,
I was panic as well as excited.
I worried because deep down I knew,
There would not be anything past friendship.
I started to make excuses,
To stay away from you by not going to your 2nd home.
I pretended to do some special projects
That could only

when I was sweet sixteen

At sweet sixteen, I had a job at a supermarket
Worked after school until nine
my boyfriend worked at a competing grocery
at a quarter until nine he came over and sacked
to get me out of there sooner
People said "Joe, aren't you at the wrong store?"
This was a small town.

On weekends I babysat.
Back in the day we were

Sweet Sixteen

Sixteen candles on a cake,
A special wish still to make.
It seems like only yesterday,
You were but a child at play.
Now you stand almost grown,
The years ahead for you to own.
The sky's the limit for you, my dear,
So dream your dreams and don't you fear.
For now just bask in youthful glow,
Take a breath, make a wish,

Sweet Sixteen

Winter's cold here and gone, yet her warm heart always remembered.    
On angel wings swiftly flown, gifted sixteen years gladly surrendered.  


for Barbara Jean
26 Oct 1969 - 11 May 1986

Being Sweet Sixteen At the Big Dance

Since today you are the one who is elite 
For the next round you will be doing the town 
Games at night, each one being a mature fight
Staying at this dance thinking about that advance 
Enjoying this is an accepted prance 
This action is allowed and true 
Between the final two of you 
But you

To My Daughter, Sophia

"Is it a girl? I think it's a girl!!...Doc?"
Flowers form'd blooms from sunny Easter skies
Let's call her Sophia Pascal Peacock
Our first baby born with baby blue eyes

You were two, I'd brag..."See what I'm seeing?"
Sighing, your mother would cringe and quiver
"Look! We've made the perfect human being,
She got all the best things we could give her!"

Wisdom,

Sweet Sixteen

The age we call it age of teens
develops body beautiful and slim
something happens like a wandering cloud
friends are many roaming around
its an age takes silly decisions
mind want to ask infinite questions
no one can say where one go
time can find what to show
its a great play one see in genes
the age we call sweet sixteen

Sweet Sixteen

Sweet Sixteen
By Franklin Price
12/31/2016

Sweet sixteen is moving on; tonight will be its last.
Tomorrow is another year, today will be the past.
A hundred years ago tonight, World War One was on at will.
Horses drawing caissons on mostly dirt roads still

Radios were barely blaring, no television yet,
No computers in our lives, of course no internet.
Operator assisted telephones,

What a Sweet Sixteen

What a Sweet Sixteen;
I sit alone.
I stand alone.
I walk alone. 
I eat alone.
I sing alone.
I read alone.
I write alone.
I AM alone. 
Happy Birthday to me...

Sweet Sixteen

We are young
Love to sing the red maple’s sorrow
Love to ask why people are so busy
Love teasing merchants as they crazily whooped 
Sometimes we see sparrow’s head overturned
We will laugh all day long

Life is dancing with the cloud and moon
Poetry is the vintage
Drunk together with sunset
The days passed, nonsense with reveries 

The old prophet read

Sweet Sixteen

Sweet Sixteen
by Franklin Price
1/1/2016

Sweet sixteen is finally here
and sixteen minutes in
If I waited to write longer
Would be too sleepy to begin

It's eight sixteen I went to bed
At the ending of verse one
Watching the bright ball drop
Was tiring but fun

My wife said if you stay up
You're as crazy as a loon
You can finish in the morning
If

Sweet Sixteen

its all okay,
its not so bad,
just take a breath,
for life be glad,

another boy,
will come along,
another heart,
will sing your song,

i know he's cute,
you sigh and cry,
but take a moment,
to wonder why,

could it be,
youre just sixteen,
your heart is still,
just between,

bursting out,
and growing strong,
though at sixteen,
you think,
im wrong.

Won'T It Be a Sweet Sixteen

How is it going?
I hope life is still as flowing
because it isn't right now.
At fourteen, you only get faults and fouls.

Will you look back at me today
and laugh in a despising way?
What will you do, who will you meet?
Are you still willing to help the beggars on the street?

Is your heart full of passion or

Sweet Sixteen

You were seventeen
I was fifteen
There were two
Then there was one
The One who is left

Mom immersed in what-ifs
Sits at the kitchen counter
Death supersedes life
My here and now disappears
Into your not-to-be future

Dad in pained denial
Runs another thousand miles
Returns with his pretender
Found in Butte Montana
Who stays awhile

Every night 
Alone
Insulated by bedroom walls 
The pain -- rebuffed all day
Roils

Not So Sweet Sixteen

Sweet Sixteen
Time to decide
Make up your mind
No time to ponder
The end is coming nearer
Graduation creeps closer
My time is almost over
The years pass like days
They pass and fade
The future becomes bolder
No way to escape
Stuck to the path like tape
So many questions I want to ask
The future like a light in the eye
I can’t look away
Must stare

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