When I bring you coloured toys, my child, I understand why there
is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are 
painted in tints- when I give coloured 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 flower, 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 the summer breeze brings to my body- when I kiss you 
to make you smile.

-Rabindranath Tagore

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