Free Verse Poetry

For a Small White Flower by a Rushing River

A tender white whisper
Calls out to an unseen lover
Her voice may be small
But it is persistent
In the face of rushing waters
That bury her songs

She will keep calling
She will keep growing
Until her voice becomes
A sturdy bridge
That she may gaily walk across
Straight into the warm embraces
Of her patient lover

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