Along a stone
                   path she wandered
                     holding her basket
                       and a bundle of string
                       She stopped,
                         Covered her eyes
                           With her hand
                             Shut one eye
                              looking to the landscape
                           as if she were a true professional.
                       Not one person knew or cared
                      or bothered or even spared
                    her the time of their day
                 as she rambled, lovingly along the stone path
               the pathway to her heart, her romantic soul
             her never ending dreams, the split decision goal.