Paris, a loss too great
PARIS
12/04/02 – 6/08/10
aka “P-Dawg, Princess Pei Pei, Paris Francis, P, P-monkey, Sweet-P”
It is with the heaviest of hearts that our pack mourns the loss of Paris, our ringleader of comedy, smiles and love. This loss is too great to yet find the words to give her life justice, but be sure there will be a tribute to her. She was everyone’s best friend and our world has forever changed.
We love you so much P-Dawg. You brought us nothing but joy and your smiles, antics, great heart and undeniable magic will be eternally missed.
You were so rock n roll and good times, not to mention the most beautiful vision I’ve ever seen. This one’s all you my girl.
Oh Sweet Child of Mine
The music behind this track is as intense as her every step. She was full force and head first in the wind. The silence at the end is acutely deafening.
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 Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine She’s got eyes of the bluest skies
As 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 Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine
Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go
Where do we go now
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 Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine She’s got eyes of the bluest skies
As 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 Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine
Oh, sweet child o’ mine
Oh, sweet love of mine Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go
Where do we go now
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- Published:
- 6.10.10 / 12pm
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- Paris, hound diaries, remembrance
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