Sixteen
Unchanged
Sixteen
I count sixteen
I
Wonder
How many
Years
I figure
How many
Times
Yet
Sixteen
I count
But
Young forever
Eternally
You blushing
To
A kiss loving
Sweet longing
Endearing caring
At all times
Your hands
Your eyes
Your looks
Innocence
Fresh first rays
Of sun
Dew on
Your cheeks
Dimples
When you
Smile
Your voice
So youthful
Shrieking laughs
Joyful tears
Full of life moments
Of dreams
Of hope
Of tomorrows
Fragrant soft shadows
Of sunlight
In beds of rosemary
And lavender
At twilight you are
Into yet a lullaby of harp
Fluted in moonbeams
Among the sweet deep purple
Vineyards in a cool summer night
Yes you are
Do I count seventeen?
Nay sixteen
I count
Young you are
Eternal
Now vintaged and sweeter
Yet
Evermore unchanged
. . .
NDR2.8.2017
Sixteen she was yes
Sixteen she is indeed yes?
Sixteen always yes
Sweet 16 Valentine's haiku. Like a wine's sweet fragrance young once now vintaged, mellowed yet ever sweeter, love ever blushing.
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