Memory Pod

There’s the little blue car
That journeyed to France:
Wind in my hair
And love when we dance.

Here’s that sweet yellow bike
You carried me on,
Kissed my tears away,
Said “You’re never alone.”

Seashells taught me to hear
All your deepest desires;
Keep them all in my heart
Which of you never tires.

There’s the pram that will make
Our couple a three,
And we’ll bud mem’ries new
On the family tree.

Thank you to TheSeekersDungeon for bringing this prompt to my attention: http://theseekersdungeon.com/ and to Rochelle for coming up with it: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/09/04/6-september-2013/.
Hope you enjoyed my unorthodox approach to the challenge.
I bid you goodnight 🙂