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 know 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. 

By Rabindranath Tagore
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