Oh pick me my love
And make me to be
Your favorite flower
Of all of WE.
For I am more lovelier
Than all of WE

Oh pick me my love
And make me to be
Your favorite flower
Of all of WE

Why look at WE
And, look at ME
Tell me…Am not I
The prettiest of WE?

Oh pick me my love
And make me to be
Your favorite flower
Of all of WE

I’ll promise to love
If picked from this cart
To bloom in your heart
So sweet and not tart

Oh pick me my love
And make me to be
Your favorite flower
Of all of WE

As life battles you
I promise to bloom
In all of your rooms
To be there for you

Oh pick me my love
And make me to be
Your favorite flower
Of all of WE

Oh pick me my love
Am not I your desire?
I’m smiling at you
I’m wanting you now

Oh pick me my love
And make me to be
Your favorite flower
Of all of WE

To be honest My Love
I NEED for you to pick me now
Or I’ll DIE
In this cart

Please look one more time
And see through my heart
Oh pick me my love before I DIE
Please! See my blooms before your “goodbye”.

“Oh Gosh…He picked ME!
Hey Everybody…I’m picked, I’m picked!
Lord, Let someone come pick WE
Bye WE Bye...Love You!”

An inspirational poem written by Teresa Francis on Aug 20, 2008
‘THE PRETTIEST OF ALL WE’