For Aimée….


She’s got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I’d probably break down and cry

(Woahhhh) Sweet child o’ mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet love of mine

She’s got eyes of the bluest skies
And if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I’d hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet child o’ mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet love of mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet child o’ mine
(Woah oh oh oh) Sweet love of mine

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go

Sweet child o’ mine

 

Happy 10th Birthday Sweetheart.

                

I love you more than words can say.

About Andy Harpur

Interests : The Scottish Highlands, The Pennine Alps, The Milky Way, Abbot Ale, Mountaineering, Climbing, Mountain Biking, Canoeing, Sea Kayaking, Astronomy, Guitar, Penny Whistle. I live and breath for the outdoor lifestyle. New places, new faces, new adventures....
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