I have three favourite children, how lucky can I be,
I need to tell each one of them, how much they mean to me.
For I am blessed each day I know, they think of me with love,
No greater gift I shall not want, I thank you from above.

To my favourite daughter dear, your beauty shines real bright,
Your loving heart and thoughtful ways, will always be your light.
At times I see a bit of me, in what you say and do,
And smile in silent secrecy, because I'm that part of you.

I've watched you grow to who you are,no prouder Mum than I,
My heart so filled with love for you, no wealth could ever buy.
And when we stroll down memory lane, or share the good and bad
I hope you'll smile and think of me, and all that we have had.

And so dear girl this truth I say, you are my favourite one,
As daughters go you are the best, I'm glad that I'm your mum.
And I will always treasure this, our bond so true and strong,
For where you go I'll always be, beside you right along.

Now to my favourite first born son, I have so much to say,
I look at you and burst with pride, especially on this day.
Your will is strong just like mine, I give you this for free,
And every time you use it so, you'll feel the love from me.

I see into your heart and find, a true and loyal friend,
A strong determined mind you have, these strengths you truly blend,
You make me laugh you're not afraid, to show just who you are,
Don't ever change your inner self, for this will take you far.

I hope you know what joy you bring, as a favourite son of mine,
I'll always hold you dear to me, I'm glad that you are mine.
And through the path you choose to go, I'll be there by your side,
Be not afraid to take a leap, explore the far and wide.

And next my favourite second boy, my son I've watched you grow,
Into a loving gentle man, a kindness you do show.
A quiet nature deep and true, a calmness you possess,
And yet your humerous funny ways, my laughter can't suppress.

You work real hard in all you do, take pride in what you make,
Don't ask for much just some respect, give more than you do take.
A country boy you are at heart, this part you got from me,
So never lose and wisely use, to shape your destiny.

How proud am I to call you son, a favourite like no other,
I could not ask for any more, when you do call me mother.
And I will always answer you, and smile each time we meet,
And kiss your cheek and hug you tight, for this will be my greet.

And so my favourite children three, this rhyme I now do end,
And hope that when you read my words, you'll see the love I send.
For me there are no other ones, I'd ever want to choose,
You are my shining lights of love, I never want to lose.

Christine 10/5/2015