Old Battles... Old Ghosts Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

We were young and strong
Naive and trusting when
The world took us for a ride;
Stripped away our youth and joy
And drug us ragged and empty
To a place neither of us understood.
Through years of loneliness and pain
We suffered and fought till
Age finally brought two old warriors
A welcomed measure of peace,
Even some well earned rewards.
But the pain of those years runs deep;
The memories live on like old ghosts,
Haunting reminders
Of battles fought and won
And the awful prices paid.