My son,
Flee from the woman who fears
the passing of years,
and views the aging of one's face
as the loss of comeliness.
She is high maintenance,
and will betray your love
for the accolades of flattering tongues -
for her love of herself is founded
on the adoration of others
and as their numbers dwindle,
so too, will her self-esteem.
She will bring misery to your days
and futility to your nights,
and will cause you to jump through rings of flame
like a trained dog to prove the love
she feels increasingly less worthy of
through the passage of time.
In this pursuit you shall lose your ever-loving mind
and all semblance of sanity.
But the woman who welcomes her years is your blessing.
She is grateful for every one she lives to see.
For she is storing up the wisdom
gleaned from years past,
and her maturing eyes will still shine
with the glint of fondness
for your familiar face
and will still cherish your embrace.
She is not easily charmed by flattery
carried on voices other than yours.
Yes, the most beautiful of women at any age
is one who is secure.
She is to be sought out.
For her lack of insecurity is your prize.
Be wise
and cherish her, my son.
-HymnAgen