When you see a false smile you know that the flower is fake.

Beauty is seeing a flower bloom in a garden or in nature.
Artificial is seeing that same flower try and grow in a vase of water.

That delicate forest flower,With scented breath and look so like a smile,Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould,An emanation of the indwelling Life,A visible token of the upholding Love,That are the soul of this great universe.

Happiness is just a smile away.

A smile costs nothing.
So don't waste it!

You are my butterfly,
and I am your flower.