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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 The Coal Miner Dedications 5/18/2017
 She's Growing Older Life 5/15/2017
 A Love So Deep  I Love You 5/8/2017
 He Paints A Pretty Picture Inspirational Poems 5/8/2017
 Love Signs From Heaven Love Gone Bad 5/7/2017
 A Place Called Vietnam Poems To Our Troops 5/4/2017
 We Must Pray  Inspirational Poems 5/2/2017
 Wounded Soldier Poems To Our Troops 5/1/2017
 The Wind Song Nature 4/29/2017
 The Un-Winnable Fight Love Gone Bad 4/29/2017
 Message In A Bottle I Love You 4/28/2017
 Love Letter In Hand Love Gone Bad 4/28/2017
 Words Of Wisdom Inspirational Poems 4/25/2017
 It's Give Me, Give Me, Give Me Life 4/25/2017
 She Tosses And Turns Insight 4/22/2017
 The Ghost Dancer Inspirational Poems 4/21/2017
 The Angels In Heaven Inspirational Poems 4/21/2017
 Morning Coffee Humorous Poems 4/21/2017
 Listen To The Birds Sing Nature 4/18/2017
 Be Still And Listen Inspirational Poems 4/17/2017
 Goodbye My Love Love Gone Bad 4/15/2017
 The Planters Moon Nature 4/14/2017
 Heart Felt Prayer Inspirational Poems 4/14/2017
 When In Doubt Inspirational Poems 4/13/2017
 Pop Dedications 4/11/2017
 Signs Of Spring Nature 4/11/2017
 The Birdman Dedications 4/11/2017
 You So Proudly Gave Poems To Our Troops 4/9/2017
 Saying Goodbye Life 4/9/2017
 A Walk Through Nature Nature 4/8/2017
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The Coal Miner

The Coal Miner

He crawls on the ground
Moving on his hands and knees
With his light and pick
Trying his best not to sneeze

Crawling through the tunnels
Like an over sized rat
Just to dig for the coal
Now what kind of life is that

He picks at the wall
Breaking off peices of coal
To send it out a shaft
Just to reach his main goal

At times he fights with bats
And watches the rats if they run
For it's a sign of danger
That kind of scare is no fun

Should there be a rumble
It's time to get out fast
Or they may never see their family
Once the cave turns to a blast

Some never know the dangers
The coal miner faces each day
Then there's danger of black lung
That kills too many in its own way

Yes he's just a coal miner
Working hard digging in the ground
Always watching and waiting
And listening for that aweful sound

It's true they need our prayers
As well as our respect for all
For it takes guts or a crazy man
To take those chances as they crawl

Written 5/17/2017 by Norman Hale Jr.

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