16

Since youth I've been taught by so many teachers

To pause till I'm sixteen to date.

For then you decide what girl has those features

You want in a wife! So I wait.

Other things fill my life as years pass me by.

My non-Mormon friends are confused.

Daily saying, "Hey! There's no need to be shy!"

I smile, shake my head, and refuse.

The older I get, my patience starts to thin

As cute, funny girls come along.

Yet, seeing couples in school, I think I win

To avoid that teen drama throng.

My patience for delay has not been for naught.

I have no need to cringe in fear!

With kids near in age, my advice has been sought.

MY morals have not disappeared!

But times are a-changing, now that I'm fifteen,

And though I've no cause to regret.

That one day I turn into fabled sixteen

Is becoming hard to forget.

Twenty-four hours left! Has time passed that fast?

It's really quite hard to believe

That days of not dating will be in the past

I'm barely able to conceive!

At last! The anticipated day is here!

Who needs to drive when they can date?

I'll catch up with the rest! My purpose is clear.

I just hope that I'm not too late!

But a few days later, the splendor's worn off.

The desire's faded it seems.

Could we hang out as friends? For now that's enough.

...maybe I'll wait till seventeen.