JediMaster12 Posted August 29, 2007 Share Posted August 29, 2007 I know it's been awhile since I last posted a story. Well I have another that I had been brewing just right. It is called Love and Kisses. I used the tune Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlise. It is a time when a man looks back at good times with a special someone. Enjoy. Love and Kisses The sun was shining its full warmth when morning broke gently over the hills. The jasilyn blossoms turned their petals to greet the morning rays. Life began to stir within the cool stonewalls of the villa, the little noises signifying that today was to be different than any other day. For the old man standing on the verandah, gazing at the morning sun, it would mean a great change in his life. He walked slowly through the house that had been home for over twenty years. A lot of memories were stored in that house. Some were happy, some were sad but all his and those of the people who passed through there. As he passed through the house, he noticed the packages that had piled up. All gay and pretty but for the man standing there, he felt like it was a death sentence. Then she passed through the halls brushing her hair and doing her morning chores. He smiled as he stopped to think and remember. 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 She was such a small little thing when he first held her. Nothing more than a little pink bundle snuggled in her mother’s arms. Nestled in his big arms, she yawned and looked at him with those eyes like her mother’s: honey colored with a slight fire. She looked as if she had not a care in the world; that nothing mattered as long as those that cared for her were there. He looked at her as her mother held her and said, “Carth, I named her after two good people.” He understood what she meant and kissed her soundly. It meant a lot for that tiny bundle to be named after two women he had loved and loved. He looked at the tiny sleeping face and thanked all in creation, thanked the Force, for bringing her into the world safe and healthy. 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 She was a little girl running through the villa. He was chasing after her and carrying her high on his shoulders. Her little eyes glowed like her mother’s while her hair got in the way…just like his. Playing with her brother, she squealed with happiness and give him a hug with all her heart. In his heart, he promised that nothing bad would happen to her. When she played with her best friends, she was all aglow. He watched them as they played their games, occasionally taking part in whatever mischief they were in. She would run with her brown locks blowing in the wind as she skirted the stallions in the pasture, never minding how she nearly give him a heart attack when she stood near their hooves. Her first ride on one was more relaxing to his mind as he watched her laugh as she grabbed the mane. Oh with all that I’ve done wrong, I’ve must’ve done something right To deserve a hug every morning And butterfly kisses at night The hardest was to say good-bye when he had to report to the fleet. She would cry at first but then she would give him something she made. She would then give him a hug and a kiss and say, “I love you Daddy.” Every time he would think he was the luckiest man in the galaxy. That he should be blessed to have a beautiful little girl. And every day she would give him a hug and a kiss. Sweet sixteen today She’s looking 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 She was growing up, looking like her mother. Her figure filled out but those eyes never changed. She was growing up into a beautiful young lady. He remembered chuckling how he thought he would have to chase prospective suitors away. He didn’t have to worry for she was too much like her brothers, riding stallions and chasing katarans on the plains. She was so full of spirit and life. It hit hard when she ran away from home. He thought he lost her when she took his place helping out a neighboring planet in the army. He remembered being a nervous wreck, wanting to go after her and protect her. It was her mother who said that she had to do what she thought was right. She tested her wings and she came back. Into the warmth of his arms as he held on, not wanting to let her go. 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 When she came back, she was not alone. Following behind her was one he hadn’t seen in ten years. In her eyes he saw that she was in love. He knew that it would happen someday but he didn’t think so soon. Still he put up with the pecks on the cheeks knowing that she still loved him and she was his little girl. He watched her walk by the river, so grown up. He knew now it was only a matter of time. But she was still his little girl. Oh with all that I’ve done wrong I must’ve done something right To deserve her love every morning And Butterfly kisses at night He didn’t deserve it at all. She was a beautiful thing and she laughed when he made a big show of giving her the nickname he once called her mother. No he didn’t but something out there, maybe the Force thought he did. He had his little girl as proof. All the precious time Like the wind, the years go by Precious butterfly Spread your wings and fly Snapping out of his reverie, he walked through the halls trying to get everything in order. His uniform was rather haphazardly put on for at the moment he could hardly believe that it had come at last. Running through his mind was the thought that time had gone by so fast. He thought that he would have all the time in the galaxy to know her and watch her grow up but it was just too short. He remembered the lost time he had with his son and compared it with that of his daughter. He may have done better but he still felt that there hadn’t been enough time. Sighing, he fixed his uniform and went to the room that he dreaded entering. 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 And she leaned over She looked beautiful like her mother did on her special day. She sat there looking at her reflection in the mirror as her mother brushed her hair till it shone like silk. She was smiling as her mother talked to her and he felt a pain in his heart. She must have known for she turned her head and said, “Daddy!” He walked in and gave her a hug. Today he would be giving her away and she would leave home. He was losing his baby girl but he knew deep down that she would always be in his heart. She must have known for she whispered, “I’ll always love you Daddy.” He merely smiled and hugged her again. He shared a glance with her mother and whispered, “And I, you, Beautiful.” And gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there Sticking 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 He led her down isle feeling like the luckiest man in the galaxy. She walked beside him, so beautiful. The flowers in her hair reminded him of her mother when she was young. Today though he would give her away and tears threatened, stinging his eyes. As he gave her hand to the one waiting, he gave her one last smile. He sat with her mother and watched as she made her promise. He felt the tears still but promised not to cry. He sat there holding her mother’s hand in his and he smiled at her. 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 than this is what love is I know I've got to let her go but I'll always remember Every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses He knew that he had to let her go. She was no longer the baby girl he once held in his arms. Instead she was a beautiful young woman. Instead of the little curls, there were soft waves. She had a figure but the eyes never changed. So like her mother yet her own person. He knew he wasn’t perfect. He had made mistakes but he had been given a second chance. He did something right to deserve the smiling girl standing there in her white gown. He thanked the Force for giving him such a beautiful daughter as he sat there holding her mother’s hand and smiled. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CSI Posted September 4, 2007 Share Posted September 4, 2007 Never read a song fic before, and it's a really nice one. And it's surprising that Carth has a daughter... Anyway good song fic, and keep going. I really like this song fic because...I can't quite explain it, but it portrays a happy environment, I think. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JediMaster12 Posted September 7, 2008 Author Share Posted September 7, 2008 Well the whole idea was to go through moments in life that Carth remembered of his little girl growing up. Those usually are happy times and you feel really blessed to have gone through them. Oh and if you read HotG, you would have spotted at the very end that Carth had a daughter. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rabish Bini Posted September 8, 2008 Share Posted September 8, 2008 I really like this song fic because...I can't quite explain it, but it portrays a happy environment, I think. Agreed. That's pretty much how I fell. Good work JM12, I loved it, it's been a while since I wrote a songfic, maybe I should right another... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JediMaster12 Posted September 9, 2008 Author Share Posted September 9, 2008 Thanks for the compliments. Go ahead and write another. One doesn't become a good writer by being born, practice is the key. Go for it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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