Mature

Why appreciate only the young,

Whose beauty is the luck of genetics,

The bounce of the innocent and free,

Or even artificial falsity?

The middle-aged and the old,

Though they may be beyond their prime,

Are beautiful from a life well lived,

Perhaps the greatest beauty of all.

The grace of a fold in her belly,

The grandeur of a body tested by time,

The gray hair and lines that fill her frame,

The wisdom of life lessons etched in her face.

Middle-aged or old women are beautiful too,

If you have the courage to see them nude.