During my bus journey I noticed the woman sitting in front of me had a pink rose on her hair. Although the rose was artificial, it still looked beautiful and I kept admiring it.
As she and I were getting off at the same stop I told her I'd been admiring her rose and how beautiful it was. She took off her shades, said thank you and smiled at me.
The beauty of that rose paled in comparison to her smile.
Thank you, friend, for brightening my day. I will never forget your smile.
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