When I was just a little boy and would hurt myself at play,
I would run and find Ma, and she would kiss the pain away.
The tears would turn to laughter; I was happy on my way.
Oh, how I remember Ma when she kissed the pain away.
But now I 'm a man, and the pain is in my heart.
My life is not the way I planned; I was happy at the start.
My dreams are all gone, and I've gone astray.
Ma, please, please, come and kiss the pain away.
Ma, kiss the pain away like you did in days gone by.
Ma, kiss the pain away; dry these teardrops from my eyes.
The ways of the world are too much for me.
If only I could have known what I was too blind to see.
I would listen to no one; I had to do it my way.
Ma, please, please come and kiss the pain away.
Ma, kiss the pain away like you did in days gone by.
Ma, kiss the pain away; dry these teardrops from my eyes.
Mahfooz Ali
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ma-kiss-the-pain-away/
