We are no sixteen

Life and naive laughter
Under the blue sky
Feelings and flowers
None with a wry;
All of the firsts
And few of the lasts
All have been felt
By the young frail cast;
Dancing in rain
In drenched shirts and dresses
While the thunder played songs
For them to play prom!
Our now lifeless bones
Can only dream
For the sullen hearts
Are no sixteen!