When you think of me

Think of the flowers in the spring

When you think of me

Think of the sun and all the beauty that it brings

When you think of me

Think of the songbirds that sing they’re beautiful tune

When you think of me

Think of the clouds that float up in the sky

When you think of me

Think of the joy a new born child brings

When you think of me

Think of all the smiles you see each and every day

When you think of me

Think of the laughter that rings inside your ears

When you think of me

Think of all the presents opened up on Christmas day

But most of all

When you think of me

Think of all the love we share inside

Shirley Ann Parkerson

© 2002