Aos Pais…

Principalmente aos pais e suas filhAs.

Esta é uma música que me emociona sempre que ouço, mesmo… não consigo segurar o choro, olha só, já estou com lágrimas…

Ao meu MEU PAI, ao meu MARIDO, o pai mais especial de todos,  meu ex- marido, estes pais MARAVILHOSOS das minhas filhas, dedicados e carinhosos e aos meus amigos PAIS de garotas lindas: Ricardo Cobra, Neto, Sérgio Vieira, Renato Teixeira, Cris Dias, Vital, Kju, João Vitor, Leo (meu master amigo),Luizão, Duva, Chapinha, Pablo, Sérgio, Gustavo, Kaká, Alexandre, Gustavo (primo), Álvaro e muitos outros que talvez não esteja lembrando agora, muitos outros Twitteiros que não conheço pessoalmente.

Beijos

Butterfly Kisses  (clique para ouvir)

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 my
eyes.
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 gave
me…

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…

Bob Carlisle – Butterfly Kisses