A happy woman looks beautiful.
Someone has carefully tended her beauty.
So she would feel loved,
Fed her,
Dressed her,
Kissed her
And…
Honored her.

In the orangery
Orchids grow,
Soil and a tropical climate enriched them,
All the privileges —
Conditions of paradise, not locked walls.

I pick — it withers, I water — it blooms.
I love, I keep, I care.
Happy and beautiful. She walks with grace —
I delight, and others admire.