Butterfly Kisses

Bob Carlisle & Randy Thomas

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 of the joy in my life,

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 momma

a little more everyday.

One part woman, the other part girl.

To perfume and makeup, form ribbons and curls.

Trying her wings outin 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."

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

roomjust 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."

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...

Lately, I made myself busy on some crafts for our baby. I remembered this poem, and so I made some paper butterfly and am sticking it on our walls together with some paper flowers. There isn't much like these that our dear daughter can see in Saudi Arabia aside from dusts, some dates palm, few trees and desert grass so I have to find way for her to learn about nature. And of course shower her with butterfly kisses too. I have to take photo of our wall once I finished it.