The Last Voyage

Cloudy morning in 1912 Hold fast to mother's hand Watching auntie leave On that big ship they call "Titanic" Feeling a little scared, but laughing At auntie's hat Looking like an upside down dust bin All those black silk feathers Giggling as somewhere in Africa An ostrich goes naked Mum tells me to blow a kiss to auntie I hold a red paper streamer in one hand Auntie holds fast to the other end Crowds are cheering Big ship moving fast away from us Streamer snaps in my hand and I smile How was I to know they would not reach the other side? I was only eight..