In honor of the tenth anniversary of the Crandall Canyon Mine Disaster, the Sun Advocate and Emery County Progress reprinted poems that were written during the tragedy
POEM
We can’t know why sad things happen.
We can only know that in time the pain will go away.
And in it’s Place the Beautiful and special memories.
The keepsakes of the Heart will always remain.
May cherished memories give you Peace
As everyday goes by.
And bring you reassurance that Love can never die.
For as long as Love Endures and lives within your Heart
You and your Dear Loved One will never be apart.
Lucie Cook
POEM
In honor of nine.
Six miners’ lay deep underground
the others tried, but three died, but the six were not found.
They are still drilling on the mountain of doom,
hoping and praying that six will be soon found.
Their family’s live’s are filled with loss and pain,
no matter what they do or how hard they pray,
Their fears are covered because the six are there to stay.
Tho loss of them fills us with great sorrow and pain,
their souls are with God, and that’s where they will remain.
Deep down in that mine, darkness replaced the nine lights that shined,
outside, love, hope, prayers and fear are left to remind.
There was a light that came from that mine,
That no one saw, a light of nine souls on a journey of time,
going home to God, in peace with love and in no pain.
Raymond G. Lupo
POEM
Darkness falls
All around
Where’s the sky?
Where’s the ground.
It’s cold and dark
And I’m all alone
And as I look around
I long for home.
I hear a noise
Somewhere nearby
I turn and look
Into an angel’s eyes
She smiles at me
And turns away
I follow her
As I pray
I step with her
Into a land of green
And everywhere I look
Flowers are seen
I follow her
Through a grassy meadow
To a little gazebo
Painted white and golden yellow
We step inside
As light surrounds
To leave this place
And all it’s sounds
He smiles at me
And I follow him
Into a giant room
With floor of gems
I look through the floor
And there I see
All my family
Weeping for me
They are filled with grief
Longing and sorrow
And wondering how
They will get through tomorrow
I look at them
And my heart is breaking
As form their sobs
They stand there quaking
I want to help them
To give them peace
Let them know I’m okay
And give them release
They look at me
With tears in their eyes
I stand there and try
To help them realize
I tell them I’m happy
And that I am fine
And that I am with them
All the time
Now my family’s at peace
And I am home
And that is where
I am writing this poem.
Caycee Brown