A Welshman stood at the golden gate, his head was bent and low. He meekly asked the man of fate, The way that he should go. 'What have you done' St. Peter said 'To gain admission here?' 'I merely mined for coal' he said, 'for many and many a year.' St. Peter opened wide the gate, And softly tolled the bell. 'Come and choose your harp' he said 'You've had your share of hell."
This tragedy will leave a gaping hole in many peoples hearts. RIP You will never be forgotten.
My sympathy's go out to the family's and friends of the miners.
A Welshman stood at the golden gate, his head was bent and low.
He meekly asked the man of fate, The way that he should go.
'What have you done' St. Peter said 'To gain admission here?'
'I merely mined for coal' he said, 'for many and many a year.'
St. Peter opened wide the gate, And softly tolled the bell.
'Come and choose your harp' he said 'You've had your share of hell."
rip