posted on Sep, 18 2011 @ 06:12 AM
sad times in the valleys...i thought i would end this thread with a poem i just found .
Four Mighty Souls
They've cut their final coal,
From the mountains soaking seams.
No longer will they hurt,
Or sweat from darkened dreams.
For they the mighty four now rest,
Upon angels soothing wings.
No longer will they toil their days
Or fear what morning brings.
Though mortal angels toiled and strived,
To bring them safely home.
Their souls had left this earthly place,
Just heaven now to roam.
But they the mighty four we know,
Will stay in our hearts and minds.
For we the Welsh owe our heritage,
To that brave and selfless kind.