I love watching you stand, turn around
You make a happy sound as you awake.
Then, your whole body you shake.
I love watching you stretch after a sleep.
You make a small peep.
Suddenly, with a start you awake.
Your whole body does quake.
You look up and down and all around, front and behind.
Then, you go back to sleep.
The source you decide not to find.
Sometimes, things you go and fetch.
After them, you run and stretch.
Then, you take them away to play.
No, I do not know where they go.
You make a plan.
My dear, it is true.
Nobody it is clear or does understand, but you.
You put it in play; suddenly you run away.
You love to run and have fun.
You play all day and all night until the morning light;
a game that is never done.
a game that different; a game that is the same.