The Steel City
Once a great powerhouse of the industrial revolution,
Making high quality steel and silver goods,
Drop hammers pounding away all day and night,
Massive steel works with furnaces burning brightly,
Master craftsmen beavering away as apprentices learn,
Once a world centre for manufacturing tools and cutlery,
Sheffield steel once the best in the world,
With manufactures famous the world over,
Who knows what the future will hold now.
By Christopher Tye
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No one knows - what the future will hold now. Thank you for sharing Tye, I enjoyed it.