Sixteen summers is not much time to fit a lot into a life
But you managed to with excellence.
Memorial words were so fitting
Life was not easy coming, difficult times had enthused,
Times that loved ones regretted.
But you never know what is coming,
How much time you have left to say sorry,
You were just a typical teenager
Getting up to teenager things.
There were so many memorable years too, so many
There were more friends than foes that was for sure.
The mourners, young and old, were lined outside the church.
Each held a memory wrapped in a tissue in shaky hands
A tear to water it, a thought to feed it, a mind to care for it,
Those thoughts would grow and survive forever.
Like your parents, lovingly treasured, they would never forget you.
Regrets abounded of course, arguments had made you live apart,
But is there ever any ending without them?
No-one can outrun the embrace of regret!
But one thing has emerged
Others like you, will change and live life to the fullest,
Never wasting a second of theirs.
You will be thought of as young and adored forever more
By so many people who loved you in this world
Until the days you are reunited.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem