In response to Scott's Daily Prompt, Sweet 16 When I was just sixteen I wanted to change the world Bring peace, fix all the problems By twenty one I knew that was not to be Instead, I would leave a legacy Something by which the future would remember me By thirty, the world was down… Continue reading Sweet 16
Dusk murmurations Like a ballet in the sky Whirling evening swirls Ordered by some hidden sign Steeling for the long flight home
Today's prompt is. Sweet sixteen When you were 16, what did you think your life would look like? Does it look like that? Is that a good thing?