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Title: Poem for the Miners Post by: Tafflaff (Rob) on September 17, 2011, 10:11:57 PM Four Mighty Souls
They've cut their final coal, From the mountains soaking seams. No longer will they hurt, Or sweat from darkened dreams. For they the mighty four now rest, Upon angels soothing wings. No longer will they toil their days Or fear what morning brings. Though mortal angels toiled and strived, To bring them safely home. Their souls had left this earthly place, Just heaven now to roam. But they the mighty four we know, Will stay in our hearts and minds. For we the Welsh owe our heritage, To that brave and selfless kind. R Langley (See I can be sensible sometimes) :-[ Title: Re: Poem for the Miners Post by: Pipster on September 18, 2011, 06:05:34 AM Thanks Rob a lovely Poem ,
May they all R.I.P Phil. Title: Re: Poem for the Miners Post by: dances with badgers on September 18, 2011, 06:09:31 AM will they be having a collection on the rallies?
Title: Re: Poem for the Miners Post by: Villan (Neil) on September 18, 2011, 07:09:42 AM That's nice Rob.
It's an absolute tragedy,very sad. Title: Re: Poem for the Miners Post by: Kev on September 18, 2011, 04:31:16 PM and another to those brave miners...................
Four Welshmen stood at the Pearly Gates Their heads were bent and low They meekly asked the man of fate The way that they should go "What have you done?" St. Peter said ... ... "To gain admission here" "We merely mined for coal" they said "For many and many a year" St. Peter opened wide the gate And softly tolled the bell "Come and choose your harps" he said "You've had your share of Hell". |