Tom W. Timms
Two Brothers - Poem by Tom W. Timms
"First up best dressed"
Young brother - teased the other
Neither lad had guessed the rest
This would be their last game together "Right half" died of grave wounds
In the trenches of France so quick
"Left half" survived two world wars
Hewing coal - "seam so thin - air so thick" Slaving on all fours
Lying full of coal dust harm
"Tarzans" back to privatize
Let's hope he closes the lot.
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