Scarlett at sixteen, a vibrant bloom, A blessing to all in every room. With wheels that blur in dazzling speed, A speed demon, her thrill and need. Kindness dances in her gentle eyes, Crafting beauty in threads she ties. Artful hands weave tales untold, In sewing’s grace, her heart unfolds. Loves to laugh with friends, to partake In sweet delight, the chocolate cake. And, with wit that gleams, she does adore, The charm of Friends, forever more. Scarlett, a tapestry vivid and bright, A whirlwind of joy, a beacon of light.