Child

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CHILD
The music of your laughter
inundates all the corners,
the sparkle of your eyes
illuminates the grey afternoons.
The birds get near
when they listen to your voice,
the flowers are tinged
with the colour of your gaiety.
The perfume of your innocence
spreads on the ways,
the sky enjoys itself
with your ingenuous ideas.
Your sweetness stops the rain
and makes the sun rise,
your pinkish dreams play
with the tops of trees.
The view is more beautiful
with the shine of your presence,
your warm hands open
the doors of life.

María Griselda García Cuerva