A little face to kiss;

Is there anything, I wonder,

That’s half so sweet as this?

A little cheek to dimple

When smiles begin to grow

A little mouth betraying

Which way the kisses go.

A slender little ringlet,

A rosy little ear;

A little chin to quiver

When falls the little tear.

A little face to look at,

A little face to kiss;

Is there anything, I wonder,

That’s half so sweet as this?

A little hand so fragile

All through the night to hold

Two little feet so tender

To tuck in from the cold.

Two eyes to watch the sunbeam

That with the shadow plays—

A darling little baby

To kiss and love always.