I pick your favourite flower, <br />I hear your special song, <br />For these are fond reminders, <br />Of you, although you're gone. <br />They have a way of stirring, <br />Your memory deep inside, <br />Very special memories, <br />Of love that I can't hide. <br />In life we choose our favourite things, <br />The little things we love, <br />Things that mean so much to us, <br />Sent from God above. <br />I look upon your photograph, <br />How happy we were then, <br />I'm thankful for your memories, <br />One day we'll walk again.<br /><br />Jayne Davies<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-favourite-things/
