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I bless the longer summer days, the heavens filled with light,

The glorious, golden evenings that stretch far into the night.

And having sunshine join me on my early morning walks,

Watch shadows flee from yards and streets as I traverse the blocks.

I bless the longer days, and yet, there is another side,

And reasons that some other folks the longer days deride,

I live north, but further north, another side you see,

That’s witnessed by those ‘northern’ folks who live so far from me.

For them, these longer days are much, much longer than what’s here,

In fact, that big ol’ sun will never ever disappear.

Just circles quietly around, ‘bout halfway up the sky,

And causes consternation by this general act thereby.

The people living there cannot depend upon the sun,

And must consult with clocks and things to tell when day is done.

But there’s another reason summer fills the folks with dread

Cause in the summer, children never, ever go to bed!

I love poetry, you know, it really makes me grin,

And once a month, I'm blessed to have my Karen count me in.

And with her other friends, we craft some poems on a theme,

So why not skip across and read from others on my team!

Karen of Baking In A Tornado: Longer Days
Dawn of Cognitive Script: Longer Days

Lydia of Cluttered Genius: The days are long