Thursday, February 24, 2005
I Dedicate this Poem in Memory
The pride of her country she put to sea.
What was to happen no one beleived.
She was unsinkable so it seemed.
On April 14 at full steam.
Hitting an iceberg no one seen.
Titanic would sink at sea.
A hole in her bottom.
A watery hell.
One thousand five hundred and thirteen
souls lost at Sea.