– What shall I give you, dad? A pair of onyxes, perhaps? – Those I would not desire, for I find them in your eyes. – How about an umbrella, would you like it gray? – None. Being under your eyebrows protects me from the rain. – An expensive perfume? – I would rather choose your scent while being in the playroom. – A cruise to a famous isle? – I often row on the boat of your smile. – A paid massage to the tune of Brahms? – Useless would it be, son, given the magical touch of your palms. – A book to curl up with in May? – Why, I read the pages of your life every day! – A car covered in gold? – I have my rejoicing legs that chase you down the hall. – Lots of stylish clothes? – Your presence dresses me from head to toe. – A watch with a modern design! – Time becomes a nuisance when I am by your side. – Then, clueless I am...What is it that you want? – No material object can determine the value of your existence. You are my present: magnificent, sublime!
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