Send Them To Bed With A Kiss

 

Mothers, so weary, discouraged,
Worn out with the cares of the day.
You often grow cross and impatient,
Complain of the noise and the play;

For the day brings so many vexations,
So many things going amiss;
But, mothers, whatever may vex you,
Send the children to bed with a kiss!

The dear little feet wander often.
Perhaps, from the pathway of right,
The dear little hands find new mischief,
To try you from morning to night;

But think of the desolate mothers,
Who’d give all the world for your bliss,
As thanks for your infinite blessings,
Send the children to bed with a kiss!

For some day their noise will not vex you,
The silence will hurt you far more;
You will long for their sweet childish voices,
For a sweet childish face at the door;

And to press a child’s face to your bosom,
You’d give all the world for just this!
For the comfort t’will bring you in sorrow,
Send the children to bed with a kiss!