Poem For Madalina

You’re too young for me….

too beautiful….

those were my first thoughts.

Some say with age comes wisdom…

I say with age comes….age.

It’s a luxury to eschew complexity,

bask in the simplicity of knowing

if you haven’t done it by now, 

you might as well relax.

I wonder what young, beautiful

women think….I have time for

that now….before, the hormones

didn’t leave much time.

I don’t know how to thank 

anyone for anything….so,

here’s a poem...