There was a time not long ago
When you were more like me
My Momma cooking cookie dough
And Autumns fresh with apple trees

So much hope and shinning promise
On a magic carpet of fallen leaves
With my best friend Marie Gabrella
Discussing true love in which we both believed.

Hearing voices from the school grounds
As we turned down Brook Avenue
Then seeing such happy faces
Through chain links against sky azure blue.

And I sigh at the thought of such beauty
So far away like a thin fragile dream
Wishing with all of my tenderized heart
Such treasures for your Sweet 15.

Please remember that love lives in moments
And moments rush by like soft breeze
Don’t be shy when your heart wants to touch those close by
But build your life on such sweet memories.