Captain Oates - Hero
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Natasha Dohnt, Grade 12
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Poetry
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2011
Your last words I will never forget. They're tattooed in my memory, Forever echoing through my head. You're my lost prince charming, The Mr. Right I'll never meet. You died at only 31, Your life so incomplete. ôI am just going outside and may be some time.ö Never were there words uttered, More brave, beautiful or sublime. One day I will visit the spot, Where you died so long ago. That final day when you surrendered, To the harsh Antarctic snow. I will lie where you would have laid, Feel as close as can possibly be. Until the moment I feel the presence, Of your spirit accompanying me.