Faye Sizemore


Old warriors.
Sit by your fire
And counsel.

Counsel the young braves.
Who will enter the
Battle at this stage.

Old warriors
Who have gone before…
You have pointed the way.
You have opened the door.

Old warriors…
Your gift to them is courage
To carry to
Where the battles rage.

Old warriors…
You have transfused
Them with the steel from your veins.

Your voices they've heard.
As thunder when it's loud.

Old warriors…

Sit proud