white rose

in the storm

sttands the white rose

sometime tumultuous waves

around her

yet tall is the white rose

strong in the face

even when life challenges doom

around her, she does not bow down

pure is the white rose

in the compost earth

growing eternal strength

i see not the white rose

she is away far now

but i long to protect her

not long will it be

that i can see my

strong little flower

that i look up to

-Crystal