A painting,

new and bright.

By the stroke of hand,

she came to life.

Nothing like her,

unique in,

every way,

not perfect,

neither flawed,

beautiful,

in sight,

and meaning.

Over years,

she’s displayed,

cared for,

famous piece.

Many marvel,

eventually,

she fades.

Locked away,

she goes.

Despite departure,

her memory lives on,

still loved by everyone.