My many lovers were well selected

I regret none of them despite

Failed futures and messy endings

 

Life lived now with perspective

I am grateful for the journey

Never missing a fine chance

 

I had each at their best

When hitting their stride

Before settling in or down

 

I tell older girlfriends they

Missed great men themselves

Fallen prey to judgements

 

Good girls have few memories

Little sparkle in their eyes

Looking back I’d do them all again