Sixteen seems, eons away
The brown haired girl, got lost in time
Where she went, what she did
Is a blank image today
Everything was different, feelings and thoughts
Pristine like sand, on a summer day
An innocent soul, oh! so naive
Dreams and reality, all mixed anyway
The feelings were, I could touch the sky
Life looked better, an infinity away
The sands of time trickled down so fast
The dreams got milled to sand anyway
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/16/daily-prompt-only-sixteen/
An Infinity Away
Flowers and Breezes 
I feel the way the girl in the picture is facing away from us is significant, but I think she is looking ahead at a future (just my interpretation of course!!). This ends with a jolt for sure (a bit like not being 16 in a way). My favourite line is ‘Dreams and reality, all mixed anyway’. I enjoyed your poem.
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It’s pleasure to hear from you. At sixteen the girl is looking at the future, not knowing what’s lying ahead. Later in life she learns that dreams turns to dust too.
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Ahh I see. I love the way the pictures have a simple composition but with deeper meaning when linked with the poem.
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Thank you Lita, for finding the deeper meanings of the pictures, and appreciating them.
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How creative this simple drawing! Yep, it sure exemplifies feelin’ free!
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Thank you, with all my heart.
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