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'bed in summer'
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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.
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I have to go to bed and see,
The birds still hopping on the tree.
Or hear the grown-up peoples feet,
Still going past me in the street.
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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?
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 peoples 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?
this poem is a poem my grandad wrote before he died. I just found this book full of poems from him, and just have to post a few. yer so if im talking to u, please forgive me for my short responses, I get like that when something reminds me of him. RIP grandad.
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I know how you feel, because my grandmother passed away too...
Poetries helped me too move on, and I like this one very much!
Poetries helped me too move on, and I like this one very much!