His Reward 
To accompany Tired out, body and soul
 My dad worked down a coal-mine
For fifty two long years.
Quite a  'pleasant' occupation
If you liked blood, sweat and tears.
He had his share in injuries,
A pittance was his pay,
Yet back he'd trudge to that dark hole
Every single day.
But, at last came the retirement
That he'd been waiting for,
And for fifty-two years service,
Appreciation lay in store.
He was really well rewarded
For a life on the coal-face
A chromium-plated pocket watch
In a little plastic case!
 
Copyright Delia Bennett
 
 

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