A friend of mine just posted this on Facebook, and I found it quite poignant.
I know these guys are only earning a living, but, there was no need for such a tragic loss.
A Welshman stood at the golden gate,
his head was bent and low.
He meekly asked the man of fate,
The way that he should go.
'What have you done' St. Peter said 'To gain admission here?'
'I merely mined for coal' he said,
'for many and many a year.'
St. Peter opened wide the gate,
And softly tolled the bell.
'Come and choose your harp' he said
'You've had your share of hell.'
Remembering all lost miners! Sleep tight! x
I know these guys are only earning a living, but, there was no need for such a tragic loss.
A Welshman stood at the golden gate,
his head was bent and low.
He meekly asked the man of fate,
The way that he should go.
'What have you done' St. Peter said 'To gain admission here?'
'I merely mined for coal' he said,
'for many and many a year.'
St. Peter opened wide the gate,
And softly tolled the bell.
'Come and choose your harp' he said
'You've had your share of hell.'
Remembering all lost miners! Sleep tight! x