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There are two things I
Will never forget from that night:
The horrible screams of people
Running from their plight and
The tears running freely
Down my face.
They told us nothing was wrong,
Although their eyes were wide with fear.
“Listen to me!” my father said,
“Everything will be alright, Dear.”
But the tears were running freely
Down my face.
“The ship’s unsinkable!
This must be some mistake!”
My mother’s face was grim
And her hands began to shake.
And the tears ran freely
Down her face.
I stepped into the lifeboat
Not wanting to believe.
I cried out to my father.
He wasn’t allowed to leave.
The tears ran freely
Down my face.
I was shaking.
My skin was deathly pale.
The cold drove right through me,
Like a driven nail.
The tears ran freely
Down my face.
From the little life boat, my mother and I,
Watched the Titanic sink down
And thought of my father, back on the ship,
Struggling not to drown.
And the tears fell freely
Down our faces.
There are two things I
Will never forget from that night:
The horrible screams of people
Running from their plight and
The tears running freely
Down my face.
Will never forget from that night:
The horrible screams of people
Running from their plight and
The tears running freely
Down my face.
They told us nothing was wrong,
Although their eyes were wide with fear.
“Listen to me!” my father said,
“Everything will be alright, Dear.”
But the tears were running freely
Down my face.
“The ship’s unsinkable!
This must be some mistake!”
My mother’s face was grim
And her hands began to shake.
And the tears ran freely
Down her face.
I stepped into the lifeboat
Not wanting to believe.
I cried out to my father.
He wasn’t allowed to leave.
The tears ran freely
Down my face.
I was shaking.
My skin was deathly pale.
The cold drove right through me,
Like a driven nail.
The tears ran freely
Down my face.
From the little life boat, my mother and I,
Watched the Titanic sink down
And thought of my father, back on the ship,
Struggling not to drown.
And the tears fell freely
Down our faces.
There are two things I
Will never forget from that night:
The horrible screams of people
Running from their plight and
The tears running freely
Down my face.
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I read this book about the Titanic and I thought it would make a good poem.
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I don't want to sound like an asshole but I'm sick of the September 11 Attacks getting so much love and publicity. Your poem reminded me that there are still those who cry just as much to think of the tragic night of April 14, 1912.... Bless you for the poem and thank for it