WHAT I WANTED IN A MAN

What I wanted in a Man when I was still in my twenties
Was someone handsome, charming with financial expertise
A man who dressed in style and appreciated the finer things
An imaginative, romantic lover and thoughtfully surprising
What I wanted in a Man when I was still in my thirties
Was someone who remembered birthdays and anniversaries
A nice looking man preferably who still had his own hair
He would open the car door for me and even hold my chair
Who listened more than talked and laughed at all my jokes
And who wanted an early night without me having to coax
What I wanted in a Man when I was still in my forties
Was someone who was not too ugly or challenged follicly
Who was in good enough shape to rearrange the furniture
And in steady employment even if he was no entrepreneur
Who would take me out for dinner even if not five star
And a man who wouldn’t drive away before I got in the car
What I wanted in a Man when I was still in my fifties
Someone who wouldn’t stoop to belch or scratch publicly
A man who would keep trimmed their ear and nose hair
And who would wear matching socks and clean underwear
What I wanted in a Man when I was still in my sixties
Someone who would remember where the bathroom is
Who was in good enough shape to stand up by himself
And could usually make it to the bedroom if nothing else
A man who only snores very lightly when he’s sleeping
Or someone who would remember why he was laughing
Usually kept his clothes on when he was out with his pals
And who didn’t scare small children or peoples animals
What I wanted in a Man when I reached seventy plus
Was someone who could still reach the toilet and flush
Who could breath unaided without an oxygen mask
And who doesn’t think of sex as a disagreeable task