Baby’s
First Tooth
Come
look at the dainty darling!
As fresh as the new – blown rose,
From the top of the head so golden,
To the dear little restless toes;
You can tell by the dancing dimples
By the smiles that come and go,
He is keeping a wonderful secret,
You’d give half your kingdom to know.
Now kiss him on
check and forehead
And kiss him on lip and chin;
The little red month is hiding
The rarest of pearls within,
Ah , see ! when lips in smiling
Have parted their tender red;
Do you see the tiny white jewel
Set deep in its coral bed?
Now, where are the
sage reporters,
Who wait by hamlet and hill,
To tell to the listening nation
The news of its good-er ill?
Come weaver with your idle gossip
The golden blossom of truth –
Just half a year this morning
And one little pearly tooth.
Title: Baby's First Tooth
Author: Unknown
Location: Unknown
Estimated Date: 1866- 1870
Media: One column newspaper article, glued to Page 194 of the Ledger of
Captain W. B. Blair
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