Favorite

I can't think of the correct words to explain this, if you can; please tell me.

Whispers in the wind;
A blessed breath that is the air
You're wearing your favorite ribbon,
Just not in your hair

You're so beautiful now;
Bitter tears melting from your eyes
You're swinging your favorite way,
Tell me, why do you cry?

Like an innocent child;
Your sadness so sweet
If you just look down,
Your favorite flowers grow at your feet

Hush, hush, now;
There is no need to try to speak
For, no sound comes out,
Quickly, you're growing so weak

Your skin so pale;
Such a precious little thing
Just calm down,
On your finger, you wear your favorite ring

Frantically, you fight;
Your hands reaching for me
Little Love, why would you want to get down?
You're in your favorite tree

See? Now you're calming down,
As your eyes forget their hue
You're looking to the sky;
Your favorite color of blue...