8-12-13 a Change of Scene

He quit the sea as a Pirate,
To become a Hard Rock Miner,
No more could he take
The Wind and the Water,
Thought he the Dirt and Dust
Could make his Life the better.

Hard Work it was
And the blisters grew,
The sweat and heat was
Most oppressive.

And the Gold trickled in,
And the Gold was worth it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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