Dabbles of paint

"the brush waded in the paint,
the canvas kissed the strokes,
little smiling eyes glanced up in sky...
...the happy rainbow smiled back."

--from the unwritten memoirs of the omnipresent child.

away away...

I sit on a rock,
seeing the bottle...float away...
towards an unknown land.

perhaps if they open the bottle,
and plant the little seed I send...
...maybe a tree will grow.

a thought to ponder...

An old woman got into the bus I was in yesterday...when her stop came,she turned to the driver and said with a big smile,"Thank you very much indeed,Driver!"
I could tell that they were not just words but she really really meant it.
As a matter of habit, or maybe expected etiquette, people do say 'thank you' or 'please'.
How does one go a step beyond and really mean when they say 'thank you'?