One last chime of the clock
It stops, and time stands still…
One last gather of my thoughts
I’m strong, with all my will…
One last glance at my ship
I fought, to keep her afloat…
One last sound of the song
I hear, with every note…
One last drag of my smoke
That floats, and fades up high…
One last glance at my watch
I pray, for those who’ll die…
One last thought for my home
I hope, they’ll not despair…
One more gaze in the dark
I stand, with hopeless stare…
One last draw of my breath
I fall, and drift to sea…
One last grab for the stars
I know, they’ll capture me......
Mr Thomas Andrews
7th February 1873 - 15th April 1912