My Farewell on the Sinking Titanic
I’m literally on a sinking ship.
Terror I see, hear, and feel all around.
I thought this would be a really safe trip.
My thinking clearly was not all that sound.
The band’s playing “Nearer My God to Thee.”
Who knew that musicians could be so brave?
Their words will become my actuality.
My prayer is that God will come and save
all us poor souls here. Oh, how I do dread
knowing my loved ones I’ll not see again
and the ocean soon will be my deathbed.
In this bottle find all my last words. Then
give my family this final sonnet.
All my love and thanks are written on it.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2024
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