In the storm <br />Stands the white rose <br />tumultuous waves <br />of destruction abound her <br /> <br />Yet tall is the white rose <br />strong in the face <br />Of the sensed doom around her <br />And she does not bow down <br /> <br />Pure is the white rose <br />In the compost earth <br />growing eternal strength <br />in the nights that so hurt <br /> <br />I see not the white rose <br />She is so far away <br />But I long to protect her <br />But only the words can I say <br /> <br />So I send her my words <br />And my poets heart <br />To help her when <br />there is hope to see her through <br /> <br />Be Strong little flower <br />Your heart will guide true <br />And as long as you want <br />I will always talk to you<br /><br />stephanie palacios<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-rose-5/
