Send Them to Bed With a Kiss

Oh 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 morn until night. But think of the desolate mothers Who'd give all the world for your bliss. And, as thanks for your infinite blessings, Send the children to bed with a kiss!

For someday their noise will not vex you- The silence will hurt you far more. You will long for the sweet children 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 'twill give you in sorrow, Send the children to bed with a kiss!

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