Memories from times when Lynda was small
The pats on my back when we walked down the hall
Claps when she was happy while her favorite songs we would sing
These are a few of my favorite things.
A white haired little girl that smiled when she saw me
The smell of gingerbread cookies, cinnamon and cedar trees
The warmth and love that Lynda’s hugs would bring
These are a few of my favorite things.
My little girl in her white fur coat so soft and fuzzy
Her blue eyes sparkling and her cheeks oh so rosy
Sitting by the tree watching the lights twinkle and the joy that would bring
These are a few of my favorite things.
When the memories flood
When the tears sting
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.
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