There's two things I know for sure.
She was sent here from heaven,
and she's Daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night, she talks to Jesus,
and I close myeyes.
And I thank God for all the joy in my life,Oh, but most of all, for...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride.""I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet sixteen today,
She's looking like her Mama a little more every day.
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out in a great big world.
But I remember...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, but if you don't mind,
I'm only going to kiss you on the cheek this time."
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right.
To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time ... Like the wind, the years go by
Precious butterfly ... Spread your wings and fly
She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride room just staring at her,
she asked me what I'm thinking, and I said "I'm not sure,
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl." Then she leaned over... and gaveme...
Butterfly kisses, with her Mama there sticking little flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, Daddy, it's just about time"
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy?" "Daddy, don't cry."
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses
I couldn't ask God for more. Man, this is what love is.
I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses...
I have a weird connection to this song. I know it talks about a father and his relationship to his daughter, but everytime I listen to this song....I'm reminded of my mom.
We were both in her room and it was one of those days of pure tranquility. I didn't feel the need to bash her head against the wall and she was respecting the fact that I don't like to be touched or hugged every constant second of the day. She wasn't pushing or criticizing me. I won't ever forget how peaceful that silence was. I didn't feel a need to talk and she wasn't insisting me to. I was just surfing the web when I decided to go on youtube and search some songs. She told me to look up "Butterfly Kisses" by Bob Carlisle. "This song reminds me of your dad and you," she told me. "Really? Why?" I asked, almost laughing. I had never heard this song before and just by looking at the title, I thought it would be a rather corny song. I began to listen and watch the music video. It wasn't a bad song but it wasn't a great song. Just describing the love a father had for his daughter. I still didn't understand why my mom was making such a big deal about it until I turned around and realized that she was crying. And not little sniffles, but tears dripping down her face so suddenly that it almost looked involuntary. But there was something odd about those tears; she looked sad. And then it hit me...
It wasn't that this song reminded my mom about the love my father and I had, but the love that her and I didn't have. I don't understand at what point in my life that my mom and I stopped having a "mother-daughter" relationship, but that it must've been a very long time ago because I don't really remember us ever having one. I would be lying if I said that seeing her cry didn't affect me. It did. But not the way it should have. Too much has happened.
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