Baby was playing and down he fell, down he fell, down he fell,
Mama will kiss him and make him well,
Oh! what a miracle this is!
Baby was running and stubbed his toe, stubbed his toe, stubbed his toe,
If mama will kiss him the pain will go—
Magical mother’s kisses.
Once an angel fair and calm,
Brewed a wondrous soothing balm
From the sweet immortal flowers,
Growing in the heavenly bowers,
Then the mothers of the earth,
All were called and told its worth.
“But anoint your lips with this,”
Said the angel, “and your kiss
Shall have magic in its touch.”
Now ’tis plain to see why such
Soothing balm for bruise or wound
In a mother’s kiss is found.
Baby was playing and down he fell, down he fell, down he fell,
Mama will kiss him, and make him well,
Oh! what a miracle this is.
Baby was running and stubbed his toe, stubbed his toe, stubbed his toe,
If mama kisses him, pain will go—
Magical mother’s kisses.
(Ella Wheeler Wilcox)
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