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Miner's Soul

Can anyone yet say
When fair winds will again play
Along the hills of my blue West Virginia?

In better of times
Coal flowed rich from the mines
My son you just had to have been there

But along '59
Big machines rolled online
And the young wives of miners saw worry

Beginning of the end?
No they could not pretend
Their dreams become a cold coal dust slurry

Twas mighty colliers hands
That did build up this land
Till their seasons bled through gray December

And when it's my time
Bury me deep in a coal mine
So my West Virginia miner's soul will remember
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Posted: Jun 24
About this poem:
In memory of miners and their families still struggling to make it. Love you.

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