Colored Toys

 When I bring to you colored toys, my child, 
I understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water, 
and why flowers are painted in tints 
---when I give colored toys to you, my child.
 

When I sing to make you dance 
I truly now why there is music in leaves, 
and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth 
---when I sing to make you dance.
 

When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands 
I know why there is honey in the cup of the flowers 
and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice 
---when I bring sweet things to your greedy hands.
 

When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling, 
I surely understand what pleasure streams from the sky in morning light, 
and what delight that is that is which the summer breeze brings to my body 
---when I kiss you to make you smile.

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