She Was A Coalminers Daughter Poem by Stephen Holland

She was a coal miner’s daughter

She was a coal miner’s daughter
He was a police sergeant’s son
She went to church on a Sunday
He was forced there by his mum
She went because she adored it
He would have rather played out
Her life path was laid right before her
His would be riddled with doubt

Their paths crossed for an all too brief instant
His tender heart was in pain
She went away never knowing
The depth of his feeling that day
She travelled the world and got married
He spent his years in regret
She had a much darker secret
He drank himself into debt

She was tied up for perversion
He was tied up with his drink
All she wanted was children
He was face down in the sink
She never received what she wanted
His life then changed, he had three
Her hopes and her dreams now were fading
He had a life finally

Their paths then re-crossed just by email
His love was hers just to share
She was holding this time on his heart strings
His soul and his essence laid bear
Who knows what future they both have?
He knows where his heart really lays
So he tells her this time, heart still racing
‘I’m yours to the end of our days’