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 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?
By, Robert Louis Stevenson
Very nice !...
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I'm with Cole and Robert! The only daylight I want to sleep in is nap time.
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