Bed in Summer

Tonight I told my little girl it was time to go to bed. She looked shocked, pointed at the window and said, 'It still daytime'!

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That reminded me of when I was little and had to go to bed when it was still light outside. I would, of course, complain and then my mom would recite this poem. 

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?

Robert Louis Stevenson


I always liked to hear it! She would say it cheerfully with lots of animation.  

So now I get to say it to my little girl! (=