Masterpiece!

There was silence,
In the way she laughed.
There was an echo,
In the way she watched.
There was life,
In the way she lived.
There was heroism,
In the way she behaved.
A palette of timeless art,
A book of unread passages.
A dew upon the grass,
A breath of air so fresh.
There was beauty,
In her wayward looking hair.
There was exuberance,
In the way she unfolded herself.
The road was a little small,
For her triumph and untold valor.
The door was a little big,
For her small yet bountiful nature.
There was nothing special about her,
Yet she was really the one.
Her life was merged with mine,
She was my ultimate shrine.