Since we’re in summer season now and the sun in Seattle region is up so late around 9:30pm, I thought it would be fun to practice our English reading this poem about the sun being up so late into the night.
This is a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson called “Bed In Summer”
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?