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Better with age
Better with age
This poem is written, for the ladies out there
You know the ones, with grey in their hair.
I find them more appealing, and yes, sexy too
With age comes experience, and knowing what to do
They know what they want, and, aren't afraid to say so
They don't play girlie games, for that, I’m thankful
And speaking of sex, yes; I was doing that!
They're much better in bed, on my word; that’s a fact
They worry about age, like it means death or life
A woman over forty, I'd choose as my wife.
Their hips may get wider, which makes them, easier to hold
Which is good for us men, whose eyes; dim, as we get old
Some say, they've been through the ringer, and that may be
But I simply say; that leaves the best one for me.
Younger is okay, if you don’t know what you need
Younger is fine, when you're planting your seed
Older is better; they’ve more ways to have fun
A woman over forty, still knows, how to act young
All you older men, (confused) who want someone younger
Are blindly missing out, on a mature ladies hunger
This poem is written, to give honor and praise
To the Women out there, who get better with age!
©2007 Paul (Chrywizard) Posney
