Kianna

Kianna in the Quarter, smile a mile wide, Creole fire, strength is her stride. A box at her feet, no gold, no checks, Only socks for the souls with nothing left. She got less than most, but she still gives, Heart like the river, boundless, swift. Tourists pass, dropping coins, a glance, But Kianna just laughs—ain’t life a dance?-JBR No riches, no throne, no jewels to flex, Just warmth in her hands, love in her steps. Queen of the Quarter, crown unseen, But the city knows—she's New Orleans. Kianna arrives to you on a 20 x 20" Stretched Canvas .75" Frame Thickness Wire Hanger set White Edge Design Shipping and Handling Included