JOSIE'S POEMS

Summer Poems for Children

By Josie Whitehead

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PLAYING DONE,

I'LL SLEEP INSTEAD

By Josie Whitehead

Playing Done, I'll Sleep Instead

In summer it’s not fair at all
That I should hear my mother call
     To say: 'It’s time to go to bed,'
     When I would rather play instead.

In summer I’m not tired at all,
And yet I hear her irksome call -
     And who would wish to go to bed
     When they could play outside instead?

In winter I don’t mind at all
And Mother never needs to call.
     For I look forward to my bed -
      All playing done, I’ll sleep instead.


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