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Below is the poem entitled Fame which was written by poet Tom Larrow. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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Seeking a better life and with chance at hand, our new life awaits
Wife hires on as servant, daughter and I stowaway as it departs
Our life's dreams sail on the USS Titanic, a new future to create 
daughter and I conceal ourselves while wife toils with bunk-mates

We would change places to stay warm from bitter cold and storm
my young baby I wrapped up tight, this kept her warm to my delight
We count days till our new home, I worry and pray my wife is warm
A few days passed till that night I awoke in sheer terror and fright

Hearing metal tear, as cries and screams begin a siren sounds above
We're in warmth deep beneath the decks I grab my joy to face regret
We're not far from mom, I push and shove to get her one deck above
The time is short as I open door, to reveal wife's tears, glad to see, yet

to escape I tie a rope about our waists for in this flight can't separate
Then we begin our quest to the night air knowing we're 5 decks below
scaling 2 decks with speed, all converge but keep moving can't hesitate
Baby in hand we drag and claw moving to air, all moving with the flow

One more flight of stairs to fresh air, I take wife's hand to lead her their
Ship tilts as we get through door to sky then falling down into the night
A sudden jerk as rope catches pipe saving us as others fall in pairs
with bitter cold and death insight, I plan again how to win this fight

A mans wool coat 4 feet above I grab his coat as life slips from hope
Wrapping about my baby and wife, for warmth, in this my last night
Water rising swiftly only a few feet below, I swing wife and cut rope
Their flight to the ocean, as I follow them into the icy cold midnight

We find each other in this dark abyss, then fight to swim to life
We reach trash still afloat raising wife and babe to safety I cover tight
death assured in my last fight I tie raft to boat and tell my loving wife
I love you both fight to save your lives, as I sink from view in the night

Hours passed her body heat spent, pulls to boat in her last attempt
She wraps baby in all the clothes and begs they save her from my fame
Her baby safe as she can plan she cuts the rope with this last lament
When you all survive, let all who ask know my sweet daughter's name

This is a fictional account of the youngest survivors journey to safety, Elizabeth Gladys Dean

Copyright © Tom Larrow

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  1. Date: 4/11/2012 10:38:00 AM
    Tom, congrats on your win..David

  1. Date: 4/11/2012 6:18:00 AM
    Congratulations on your win in Tracie's "My Heart" contest Tom. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 4/11/2012 1:32:00 AM
    Congratulations on your win Tom xx

  1. Date: 4/3/2012 11:42:00 AM
    Beautifully written and very touching... The best poetry always touches the emotions. Well done.

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 9:08:00 PM
    what a wonderfully written piece, had me enthralled, great job