I wrote the poem “Titanic” for my grandmother, Maud Sincock Roberts. Maud was one of the lucky ones who survived the sinking of the Titanic. So many deaths, so many lives,so many people no longer alive.Husbands, wives, mothers, fathers,sisters, brothers, sons, daughters. Young and old, rich and poor,hopes and dreams, …
Whosoever therefore shall confess me before men, him will I confess also before my Father which is in heaven. Matthew 10:32