Bed In Summer Comments

TWO: In winter, the speaker rises at night and dresses by yellow candlelight, while in summer, they must go to bed during daylight hours. The poem evokes childhood memories and captures the contrast between the two seasons

ONE: I have given my comment once and I will repeat again: This poem is a simple and innocent reflection on the changing nature of seasons.

FOUR: This poem captures the universal experience of children grappling with bedtime routines influenced by the changing seasons. It reminds us of the simple joys of childhood and the desire to stay awake and enjoy the outdoors, even when bedtime beckons.

THREE: In contrast, during summer, the speaker must go to bed while it's daytime. The sun is still shining, and the world outside is vibrant. The poem conveys the child's frustration at having to sleep when the sky is clear and blue, and they long to play.

TWO: Winter: During winter nights, the speaker gets up in the dark, illuminated only by a yellow candlelight. This imagery evokes coziness and a sense of quiet solitude.

ONE: The poet reflects on the contrasting experiences of bedtime during winter and summer. It captures the innocent perspective of a child, highlighting the differences in daylight hours and how they affect bedtime routines.

I love reading this poem it realy relives my brain from stress 👌👌😁

I remember long hot summers when adventures with friends were the height of our being. Dens in the woods, sliding down grassy banks on cardboard, street games, no time to eat, grab a piece of bread and jam, then one by one we were called to bed. Never understood why when it was still daylight. Memories!

It's heart-rending when read at the memorial service of a friend who died in her early 60s.

I love the part about hearing the grown-ups feet walking by outside. I can just picture that little kid. It makes me remember the feel of my summer pajamas and the fan in the window and the subway in the distance.

The poem is not enough bad nor too good

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I remembered this poem from childhood and wanted to read it to my grandchildren. Thank you so much for making it available to me on the internet.