Mariaemilia Piedramillera: The Ballad of a Forgotten Soul

Of whispers through the halls of time,

A tale of one whose name was lost,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

Her story, 'neath the dust of years engrossed.

In ages past, when shadows danced,

Amidst the tapestry of days,

Her spirit shone, a beacon bright,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

Her name, a star that pierced the night.

With grace and wisdom, she did tread,

Her words, like honey, sweet and clear,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

A gentle soul, dispelling fear and cheer.

Through trials veiled by veils of time,

Her spirit soared, unbroken, free,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

A flame unyielding, for all to see.

But as the sands of time did shift,

Her name, once etched in stone, grew dim,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

Her memory, a fragile, flickering whim.

Lost in the annals of the past,

Her tale, a whisper in the wind's soft sway,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

Her spirit yearned, for her name to have its day.

So let us raise a song, her memory to keep,

Mariaemilia Piedramillera, we shall not let her sleep,

In the hearts of those who care, her flame will never cease,

Through time's relentless, tireless tide,

Her spirit whispers, it cannot hide,
Mariaemilia Piedramillera,

A soul remembered, her legacy won't subside.