A Mars-sized protoplanet named Theia crashed into Earth 4.5 billion years ago. Resulted debris formed into the Moon, the powder metamorphosed into flowers.
One is super big, another so small, but both love to be loved. The Moon is too big for my garden, we leave her to the Sun, the Stars and the Comets.
My wife found and took the flower home weeks ago; she exhibits, though tiny in size, the soft and yellow affection day and night, in return. The affection continues to bloom, one after another.
And hence she is still pretty after 4.5 billion years; always has love.