SEND THE CHILDREN TO BED WITH A KISS

O, Mothers, so tired and weary
Worn out with the toil of the day,
As you tend to the needs of your family,
Exposed to the noise of their play;

Your patience so often is tested
And often so much seems amiss;
But, Mothers, whatever the problems,
Send the children to bed with a kiss.

The dear little feet wander often
And stray from the pathway of right;
The dear little hands find new mischief
To try you from morning 'till night.

But think of the sad, lonely 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 trouble you more,
And you'll long for the sound of their voices,
For a child's sweet face at the door.

And to hold a child close to your bosom
How much it would mean just for this;
For the comfort and joy of your future,
Send the children to bed with a kiss.