The Night the Ship Sank

The last thing that he saw was her hand
Outstretched first, and then withdrawn,
The lifeboat having moved away.
Throughout the years since those aboard
Were rescued, she never has said what
She had seen.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-06-10 at 13:56

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