Edward Iacona

(August 27,1948 / Brooklyn, New York)

A SONG OF THE AGES


A SONG OF THE AGES
Edward Iacona

There is a popular mind set,
That on some level might be true,
That when a woman gets older
Her mate will bid her adieu.

There are no doubt many reasons
For this possible lack of satisfaction,
Maybe one could be her preoccupation
With, 'The Power of Attraction'.

Maybe she could consider this
Before she starts meditating,
That her mate would be receptive
To some real communicating.

Yes, there can be many reasons why
Younger women may have appeal.
It is not just the physical thing
That initiates the male zeal.

The idea of a younger woman
Has an up side just because all
Of the peace and possibilities of a gal
That's further away from menopausal.

Submitted: Monday, February 21, 2011

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