Remembrance Day

This blackened town

Choked to death in coal dust

Pit and mill and factory

Where people earn a crust

All gone now just memory

The air is bracing clean

The pitmen and their whippets

Nowhere to be seen


Thank God it’s gone

The age of coal

My father’s fated job

His father before him

Trying to earn a bob

And women stood behind a loom

From morning light till dark

All gone now the Tyldesley air

Welcomes back the lark


But life was good despite the grime

Folk make the best of it

School and football

Children’s rhyme

Our world we’re abreast of it

The Bottom Field ’s now empty

No one playing there

But this quiet Sunday morning

I hear voices on the air


Brian Fahy

13 November 2022

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