Sweet Sixteen

Happy Birthday!

The car crumples like shiny wrapping paper.

You’re sixteen!

Red hued leaves flutter and fall like confetti.

You’re all grown up!

The black smoke smells like blown-out candles on a cake.

Make a wish!

He closes his eyes…

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