Iron Workers From Wales

The iron workers from Wales are slumbering now
They have earned the comfortable rest of the dead, 
For years they got up in the dark and began their work
Clanging and banging iron together, forging and welding
That is all over now, their ears are quiet, and they have peace.
It was their life for over fifty years, but now they are refreshed.
Happily lingering on their cloud beds; they have earned their sleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Wolf Avatar
April 26, 2022 at 7:11 PM
And the winner for the Category of 'Most Ironic Poem' is ~ 'IRON WORKERS FROM WALES!' C'mon down, Caren K! (Got your impromptu speech memorized yet? Who would you like to thank?) ~ Besides me, of course. ~ Mr. Modesty
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2022 at 4:19 AM
Thank you so much Mr Modesty
Hankins Avatar
April 26, 2022 at 12:04 PM
This reminds me that many of the coal miners of yesteryear are sleeping peacefully now from the black lung. Sad.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2022 at 4:19 AM
Sadly I wonder about how idyllic that sleep could be.
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