In The Depths Of Sorrow
By; Lawrence W Langman (c)

The waves we sailed a crossed
that night.
Tossed our ships from left
to right.

Skies were as black as the
holes in otter space.
Within a blink of an eye we
all could be erased.

We followed the stars to
reach our destination.
With skies clouded over
hindering our navigation.

Every man at the ready
every sails been unfurled.
We're destined for greatness
as we sailed around the world.

Three ships we had in total
as our stories go to page.
Never to be forgotten as
Poseidon showed his rage.

Suddenly we're tossed like
a pebble in the sand.
In the grips of Mother Nature
gives forth of her demands.

Over as we capsize to our
watery graves below.
Our lives flash by before us
with it's speed set onto slow.

Be still my aching heart
for my maiden left ashore.
I will miss your tender touch
with a smile that I adore.

The ocean floor is now my bed
sunlight I'll feel no more.
On this day of August 25th
in the year of our lord 1774.