Sounds In The Night
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The sounds of the coal trucks,
On the old steam train,
Late at night,
I heard the clatter,
Over and over again,
I'd hear the pit siren,
Make it's eerie sound,
The men were working there,
Searching for coal underground.
As I lay in my nice cosy bed,
Life went on way ahead,
This was the way our village survived,
In our proud Welsh valley,
They worked hard to strive.
Jayne Louise Davies
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