Growing Pains

Who can choose

Your particular value?

A shiny career

Beacons me

Again, as it evaded

Me in my youth.

Oh, sure, I had the kids

And the dog and the 

Whole cookie baking

Life.  But it wasn’t 

All I wanted.

Now I look and have to 

Choose between

A career and a partner.

Cruel joke of society

That we can have it all.  

Now the men 

Have taken early

Retirement 

And I’m just starting to soar.

Not really happy

Going solo

But the chance

To hold societal respect

Trumps the need

To be held at night.