A Moment's Beauty

On a hot night I was with someone
And we pulled into a gas station,
Because they needed gas.

They filled it up and went inside
To pay what they had owed,
They were moving fast, but my mind
Was moving slow.

Then, a car pulled up with an older couple up front.
They had a newer beige sedan who’s teeth hadn’t been cut.
And I looked and thought little of it
But then found the back seat.

There was a teenaged girl, laid down,
Crying but still looking sweet.
I wondered why she was crying
And why see’d look at me.

But then the sedan drove away
And I was left alone to question a moment’s beauty.