This is the acrostic poem Lisa-Lee wrote for Aberfan;
Angels were made in the village of Aberfan
Beautiful precious little angels, who were loved by so many
Early one cold foggy morning, they were forced to depart
Runaway and hide was something they were unable to do
Fear filled their tiny hearts, as the darkest of shadows came in so fast
Always and forever we'll remember the angles of Aberfan
Never will we forget any of them, they're forever in our hearts.