From, Mia
A woman so selfless
Queen of generosity and forgiveness
The thorns, prickled its throne
To whom, so lovely, place a crown
A new bloom sunflower
Let poor bees suck its nectar
Fulfilled the sweetness of hunger
Though they shall not be parted
For human's mindset curved a rainbow
Few colors, quite distinct, have dark shadow
Gazing, adoring, so gorgeous petal
Turned exposed, too old, torn by sharp metal
An outcast smiling under mask
Forgotten by people she trusts
Molded paper fly freely through darkness
From Mia, who died, drowning under sadness
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