The storms of life have had their way,
The years have turned her dark to gray,
And robbed her of her partner, too –
The scars are where her feet walked through
The toughest rock-infested climbs,
The places where the toughest times
Have tried to conquer inner peace.
Doctor’s bills, death’s release,
Betrayals multiplied by four,
Troubles knocking on heart’s door.
Beneath the gray exterior
Lies a heart superior,
Tested by a difficult life,
Tempered by abundant strife;
She will live to see the day
When others lead her by the way,
Lives whose hearts by hers were touched
In sundry ways, by her deep love.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
What are your thoughts?