Sunday, October 15, 2006

Wound

Red,
Raw,
Oozing puss.

A bus driver's sudden jamming of the brake.
Jerking forward, arms flailing.
'Wham!'
Into a nearby seat,
Elbow-first into the handle bar.

Plaster after plaster,
No;
Should just let it heal.

That's the result of inconsiderate bus drivers.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

My friend drew this

Amazing Art

List of books i wish to own/read

John Grisham
- The Innocent Man
- The Brethen
- The Client

Jodi Picoult
- Perfect Match
- Keeping Faith
- My Sister's Keeper

Mitch Albom
- For One More Day


Paul Coelho
- O Zahir
- Eleven Minutes
- Veronika Decides to Die


Neil Gaiman
- Fragile Things
- American Gods
- Mirrormask


and the list goes on...

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Bob Carlisle - Butterfly Kisses

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;sticking 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."
In all that I've done wrong I know I must
have done something right to deserve a hug
very morning and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet 16 today
She's looking like her mama a little more everyday
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
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking
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 gonna 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-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."
She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk my 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 your love every morning and butterfly
kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.

I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.