An Early Night

I think mom and DOD must have got tired out by their visit to the city...they want to go to bed early....I am not tired at all... so I read them this poem by R.L.Stevenson.

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?

mom and DOD both really like the poem but they said I still have to go to bed!!!  

Good Night and God Bless.