As I make my way into the darkness,I think of my family and what I leave topside.
I am a miner.
A member of an elite group of men that make their living
thousands of feet underground.
If she starts to creak and groan,
if all hell suddenly cuts loose,
Remember this...
Kiss the kids.
I love you and I'll see you
on the other side.
I am the light at the end of the tunnel.
I am a miner.
2 comments:
Beautiful picture and beautiful poem!
Garrett sent it to me... I am not sure who to give the credit to but it was good enough to share!
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