ng the mundane are moments
That are worth all the boredom
And repeat
I was walking in the green
And stopped
Tears welled inside
Because she was perfect
Couldn't breathe
In awe
Where the grasses are viridian
Down by the stream
Running down the glen
I saw her drink
From there
And when finished
She wandered off
I won't ever see her again
I will return to my boring life
But
Without regret
Because I did see her
And because of that
I am changed forever
Her beauty was beyond my imagination
And the moment was perfect
I will never have that again
But I have my memories
That I won't forget
