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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 The Coal Train Dedications 6/10/2017
 This Memorial Day Dedications 5/29/2017
 It's A Broken Record Life 5/28/2017
 Lady Soldier Poems To Our Troops 5/27/2017
 He Walks Along The Wall Poems To Our Troops 5/26/2017
 Remember All Soldiers  Poems To Our Troops 5/26/2017
 Lady Liberty Poems To Our Troops 5/23/2017
 Trying This Over Again Silly Poems 5/21/2017
 Love Flowing Free Love Triangle 5/20/2017
 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
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The Coal Train

The Coal Train

There goes the train
With her smoke streaming black
Pulling her load of coal
Never giving any slack

She whistles extra times
For miners gone on before
For she already knows
They've reached Heavens shore

As she goes to each tunnel
Picking up even more coal
She drags on each box car
Until she reaches her end goal

As she passes through where
Big John was laid to rest
She lets out a big sigh
Then picks up her zest

She pull one hundered cars
Or more at a time a day
Following her tracks
All along her way

Then once she's empty
It's time to go back
Respecting the dead on her way
As she burns the coal so black

To many have already gone on
Digging coal for better lives
Many have been buried in the caves
Leaving back kids and wives

Written 6/10/2017 by Norman Hale Jr.

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