Sunday, April 26, 2026

(30) Old Davey


Inspecting still each lonely seam

Underground at the Betteshanger pit

Years after closure and the miners gone

Old Davey walks with his lamp lit.


The pithead winding gear is now long-gone

But far underground down below

With his helmet and boots he walks for miles

Old Davey's lamp is still aglow.


His face ingrained with coal dust

After years at the Betteshanger pit

While others mourn the closure

Old Davey still walks with his lamp lit.


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