A grand ship sailed upon the sea, A wonder built for luxury, A maiden voyage full of glee, Onward to a new destiny, But fate had other plans, you see. Jack Dawson, a man so free, A heart of gold, and eyes that see, An English Rose full of royalty, A love so pure, forbidden be, Their paths intertwined, destiny. As the ship sailed on, a chill, Icebergs ahead, a deadly thrill, Captain's orders, full steam still, The ship struck, a deadly shrill, The Titanic, doomed to fulfill. Panic and chaos filled the air, People scrambling, in despair, Lifeboats scarce, a sad affair, Jack and Rose, found love so rare, Amidst the chaos, they dared to care. The sinking ship, a tragic sight, People screaming, in the night, Jack and Rose, held on so tight, Their love, a beacon, shining bright, A memory that would outlast the night. As the ship went down, so fast, Their love, a bond that would last, Rose on a door, Jack in the past, A love so true, forever cast, Jack's sacrifice, a love unsurpassed. The rescue ships, a welcome sight, Rose, saved from the depths that night, The love she found, a guiding light, A memory, that would ignite, The heart of Rose, for all her life. Years passed, and memories fade, But the love, for Jack, never swayed, A life fulfilled, a debt repaid, Their love, a story, forever engraved, A tragedy that none could evade.
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Well said.
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Amen, beautiful
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SMiLeS Ever More Moral oF A Story
TRuE LoVE ‘HeART Of Ocean’ Worth
Dear Rue
More Than
Any Blue
Diamond
Worth A Quarter
Of A Billion Dollars
At Yester Years Values
Yes The SPiRiT HeART
SoUL Colors More When
HeART Of Ocean Comes Complete
Giving Sharing Caring Healing For Real..:)
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Little sister I am so glad to see you posting again 🙂
Jesus loves you little sister 🙂 🙂 🙂
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