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Bed in Summer | A Child's Garden of Verses: Selected Poems | Robert Louis Stevenson | Lit2Go ETC

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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. 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.

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Additional reads for the week of April 8th

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Additional reads for the week of April 8th