With Age Brings

He was a man
—not a real man—
searching for his next twenty year-old,
spurning the old woman younger than him
before he'd learned her name.

What a waste,
though probably not,
for her decision was made years before,
that younger women
were welcome to the disrespect.

His first mistake,
besides being fake,
was believing she cared,
for the truth she'd discovered
was life began with self-respect.

©August 2022
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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