Coal Miner's Daughter (poem)


I don’t know if I learned the Catholic values

thrust upon my childhood, but I learned strength.

With every step taken, I learned a new lesson:

perseverance, of never letting words command your

determination, of the will to never give up


I watched night shifts turn to day shifts, and eventually

turned to late afternoon shifts. M. A. D. shifts, they called

it, and mad it remained. I listened as the steel

toed boots stepping away from our

secluded wonderland of trees and starry nights.

I felt the kiss on my forehead as she

left each night. I knew from watching her

dominate every obstacle,

I could be anything.


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