I’m so glad that nobody has come up with the idea of
masks for beautiful flowers. They smile twenty-four
hours a day and encourage us, we who steam up our glasses
from ill-fitting masks. Walking through the grocery store the other day
I realized that all the smiles are gone. No one can see through my mask,
and that’s where my smile lives. But I smile anyway…does me some good.
Today when you look from your window onto blooming trees and flowers,
smile back. The mask offers protection, but the blooming world offers pleasure
and promise. If the flowers can smile, so can we.
Thanks be to God.
Shining Spirit 
Yes and let’s draw smiles on our mask.
Remember when you smile it reaches up to your eyes, if the smile is genuine. So smile with your eyes and give a wink to boot🤩🥰😍😍🤣♥️🌹❤️🌵🙏