My Favourite Things Poem by Mark Heathcote

I shall list my favourite things
Once it was woodland flowers and fraying rope swings
Newts and frogs, creepy crawlies with moth-like wings
Now it's my lover's, welcoming caress and kiss.

Once it was wild strawberries, fresh laundry
Now it's a special lady, who can't-be-eclipse
Once it was unwrapping, a mountain of Christmas gifts
Now it's undressing just one and thanking the lord

I shall continue to list my favourite things for you
Once it was school trips, days out to zoos
Rainstorms followed by rainbow-heart-harpoons
But, now it's simply waking up alongside you.

Once it was the school bells final ring
Now it's reading your messages back and texting,
Knowing a neon-strobe-light heavenly vexing
Is pulsing pumping through my veins, my heart for you?