THE WHITE PAGE
.
A blank
Page
Stared up
At me.
It was
Inviting...
Come, it
Said
Fill me
With
Your writings.
I thought
About it
Wondering
If my
Scribbles
We're fair
Enough
To fill
The
Whiteness.
Oh, come
Now
Don't hesitate
I'm waiting
For you
To jot
Down
Your say.
The page
Spoke again
I nodded
Okay
And started
To pen
My thoughtful
Rhyme
Onto the
Page so
White!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
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