A museum of art
Filled with wonderful crafts
Each present messages
But one left me at awe.

It possess a distinct style
Such beauty, its the heart of the place
I admired its fairness
I know nothing can best it.

But sadly, it couldn't stay for too long
Someone have bought it,
Someone else owns the painting.
I am never able to see it again.

A long time has already passed
But the truth is, I still admire that piece
Still hoping, I am longing to see it
I wish to see it again, Christian.