In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
6 comments:
My kids still go to bed at the same time, Alex just wakes up with the sun... so less sleep, gets up really early, yeah we have had some fun days :(
So, true. I'm just thankful for our blackout shades. They don't know the difference once those are closed. I'm so glad the previous owner of my house put them in.
Thats a pretty poem! -Ashley
Thats a pretty poem! -Ashley
here-here!
Isn't that the truth! It is especially hard when they are still in school and need to go to bed early!
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