A/N: I wrote this for school awhile ago. I was going to show Rose's life after Jack died, but I wasn't too sure how to do that and I didn't want to do a really bad job. So, here's the poem...
I only knew him for three days,
but I loved him.
I made a vow that I would
go to the Santa Monica Pier,
drink cheap beer,
ride on the rollarcoaster
till I threw up,
ride a horse
on the beach,
with one leg
on each side,
while thinking of us
flying on the bow of the ship.
Thanks to him,
I will never let go.
Please tell me what you think? :) Thank you for reading!