The dog days of summer are open us. We’ve just passed the longest day of the year! Here’s a poem that captures the mood of this time of year.
Bed in Summer
by Robert Louis Stevenson
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?
What special things are you doing with all the extra sunshine? We hope you’re taking some time to recharge your batteries and enjoying the warm summer weather!
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