In the art gallery, a peaceful room I find
Where my mother's masterpiece is enshrined
A sculpture of her, without a left eye
Seemingly taken by someone, oh my
It stands in the center, a work of art
But to me, it pierces my broken heart
For behind the beauty, lies a tale so sad
Of a mother lost, a life gone bad
The sculpture remains unfinished, incomplete
A reflection of her tragic defeat
Before she could finish, she bid farewell
Leaving behind a story to tell
The missing eye, a symbol of her pain
A reminder of her final refrain
She took her own life, in a moment of despair
I gazed at the sculpture, with tears in my eyes
Aching to hear her voice, her comforting lies
But all I see is her silent form
Forever frozen in this artful storm
The audience marvels at the sight
But to me, it's a haunting plight
A reminder of loss, of grief so deep
Of memories that still make me weep
I touch the sculpture, feeling her presence near
Holding onto the piece that she held dear
Her spirit lingers, in every crevice
A mother's love, forever in my remembrance
In the art gallery, in the peace room
I find solace in the silent gloom
My mother's masterpiece, a bittersweet sight
A sculpture of her, both day and night
I cherish her memory, in every breath
Holding onto the love that conquered death
In the art gallery, I find my peace
In the masterpiece that will never cease