The daisies danced as she walked on,
Never had she felt so forlorn
But now she had left behind
All grief and sorrow one could find.
So unrecognized was her beauty,
Since she was so bound to duty
That never once did she notice
Nor the glorious world focus.
She should have known this long before,
Or had she known and let it go?
So sure was she of something left
For her to fulfill in the world's nest.
Day passed in a way so same,
But then increased her awaited fame!
The world she knew faded away
And was addressed to an audience so gay.
Who was she?? The sparkling diva
All over the towns of Geneva!
On the lists of successful women
She believed she had left begin the demon.
Enjoyment of fame was justified
But soon enough the demon arrived
Not to curse but to remind
In worse times the audience does not affine.
Since that day she placed her trust
In people who saw beyond stardust
And though she shut audience out to strives
She made it through her glamourous life.
