GOOD-NIGHT

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXVII, Issue 15, 15 April 1909, Page 597

GOOD-NIGHT

' Papa, tiss me dood-night ? ' Why, bless your wee heart I I could kiss you good-night Till the dark curtains part, Letting in the broad day; Or hold your wee form Through the long hours of sleep Just to kiss you good-morn.

The night has come down And it finds you undressed, Snuggled close in my arms Like a bird in its nest. I've recited the ' piggies ' To all your wee toes, And have kissed you — Now how many times do you s'pose?

'Papa, tiss me aden? Dear, you know papa will I The lush grasses sleep On the south sloping hill. And the trees are asleep, Oh, my pink bud and white, But still you're awake, And I've kissed you good-night.

Papa's real good-night kiss Dear, Avill find you in bed, When your dimpled arm pillows Your dear yellow head, And your eyes are fast shut, And. your red lips a-pout Like love's gates ajar For a kiss to steal out.

And no one may know What your father feels then, As he stoops o'er your couch Just to kiss you again. God keep you forever From sorrow and blight ! May angels watch over My darling I Good-night !