Sweet Sixteen ?

She is only sweet sixteen
So pure as a fragrant red rose
Unawareness of her future
Following in her Mother’s shadows

With simplicity in her untarnished soul
Ignorance of what shall transpire
She lives her life of possibilities
Accepting all she may desire

As natural as Mother nature
Oozing elegance & grace
Such perfection in abundace
With a beautiful unblemished face

Yet modesty is her manifest
Her bashfullness is so dear
Whilst a virginity of true virtue
Is so translucent & crystal clear

She is only sweet sixteen 
The ‘Apple of her Mother’s eye’
As she spins her wheel of fortune
On her passageway of by & by