anGelTears Heaven

We were going about our normal noonday routine, rushing to finish what we should’ve wrapped up hours ago: me fixing up for work, our mom hurriedly yet still ever-so-gracefully eating her way through brunch, my lil sister tapping away on the keyboard to finish her paper, and her puppy tail-wagging, hand-devouring, nose-nipping piglet baby getting entangled in our legs and asserting her reign of irresistible cuteness.

Then it plays: Bob Carlisle’s Butterfly Kisses. 

As it has always been since I first heard the simple yet soulful words of filial love, I felt goosebumps running the length of my arms and neck.  Never fails.  I thought that was enough to get me wrapped up in a moment of wistful longing.  But then my sister goes,

"When I get married, I will dedicate that song to you."

I struggled to keep a casual countenance, and even joked that as a toddler she didn’t give me butterfly kisses - only messy oatmeal and vegetable mush kisses smeared over my once-pristine uniform.  I made all the obligatory contorted faces and gagging noises, shuddering at the memory of how cold all that slop felt sliding down my back.

But deep inside I was melting.  Whatever feelings of loneliness there was replaced by an all-embracing feeling of warmth, appreciation, and yes, love.  The sting of the past days’ discovery of friendship’s failure was gone.  All I could feel was the glow of being reminded that even when we fail to look back, there’s always someone there looking out for and loving you.

Thank you Bim, thank you for reminding me that family is friendship bound by blood and a love that knows no bounds.

Butterfly Kisses
- Bob Carlisle

There’s two things I know for sure
She was sent here from Heaven
And she’s daddys little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh but most of all

For butterlfy kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony dady
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 deseve a hug every mornin
And butterfly kisses at night

Sweet 16 today
She’s lookin like her mama
A little more every day
One part woman
The other part girl
To perfume and make up
From ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember

Butterlfy kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin little white flowers all up in her hair
You know how much I love you dady
But if you don’t mind
I’m only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh with all that I’ve done wrong
I muct have done something right
To deserve her love every mornin
And butterfly kisses at night

All the precious time
Like the wind the years go by
Precious Butterfly
Spread yuor 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 starin at her
She asked me what I’m thinkin
And I said I’m not sure
I just feel like I’m losin my baby girl
And she leaned over

And gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there
Stickin little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk me down the isle 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 mornin and butterfly kisses
I couldn’t ask God for more than this is what love is
I know I’ve got to let her go but I’ll always remember
Every hug in the mornin and butterly kisses

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