I smile for the flowers

I look at my flowers to smile,

But this smile is not for all to see…

My flowers smile back at me

Beautiful and carefree

I look at my flowers as I seek serenity

An inch of which I find no where else

My flowers emanate an enchanting essence to soothe my sanity;

I smile and I smile

Only for my flowers to see

They smile back at me and whisper –

“You’re beautiful, and now you must smile for the world to see”