Reid@YWP

Never forget this moment, my child.

Never forget the tall mountains of mist

Or the low valleys of grass

Never forget the forests so peaceful

The ocean so sparkling

 There is a theatre game, commonly played among high school students; as I know it, it is called "Honey, I love you, but I can't smile," which, the object of the game is to go around in a circle of peers and say something along the lines of "

I’m 16. 

That means I have 2 more falls till I leave home,

2 more Saturdays spent raking autumn leaves,

2 more Halloween parties,

2 more homecomings,

2 more visits to the pumpkin patch, 

In the crisp embrace of my russet leaf patch, 
a Queen Bee reigns supreme, Her presence unmatched. 
Her saintly swarm rustles me, yet I am blessed, 
for She brings forth the chilly scent of ember rest.