The Look

Sometimes I need one of those admiring looks from a man.

I know, I know- I’m supposed to be evolved. I should find all my self-worth from within.

I don’t need a man to  assure me that I am wonderful, but I have to admit,

I like a guy to give me an admiring glances once in a while.


Middle age- I’m passing the torch to my sixteen year old daughter.

When I go to the store with her, I know that guy’s appreciative glances are for her, not her Mom.

But sometimes I miss the look.

Tonight I was out at a restaurant, and I walking back from the restroom, I got the glance from a middle-aged guy.

It admit it felt good.

There, I said it.

Please don’t revoke my feminist card.



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