The way

 Once upon a time there was Melanie 

Her gait was secure 

Her poems were true 

Her grandeur was bright 

Her skill was shocking 

She flooded every room she entered with sunlight 

She was nordic noble 

She turned every annoyance into joy 

She bent the rainbow 

She wanted to turn around on the shot run 

She pushed throught all tides 

She passed away 

Life is not fair.