Favourite things
A fresh cool breeze, a summer's day
The chirping of the birds
The opening of my favourite book
To read those joyous words
A clear calm night, a full moon glows
The noise of babbling brooks
The tasting of my favourite meal
Which only Mum can cook
The sway of flowers in the wind
The feel of thick warm towels
To leave your windows up at night
And hear the hoots of owls
That feeling when your thirst is quenched
The smell of fresh cut grass
A gazing to a sky of blue
The sun bursts through the glass
These things above I love them so
They fill me with much glee
And all the things above my dear
Are what you mean to me
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