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The sun is rich
And gladly pays
In golden hours,
Silver days,
And long green weeks
That never end.
School’s out.
The time Is ours to spend.
There’s Little League,
Hopscotch, the creek,
And, after supper,
Hide-and-seek.
The live-long light
Is like a dream,
and freckles come
Like flies to cream.
This poem by John Updike is set in the month of June and celebrates the beauty of the season of summer.
The short lines, the simple vocabulary are perfect for a poem about the charms of summer children experience.
It brings me back to childhood and sunny days playing games all day and into the fading light at my grandmothers in the Irish countryside and other delights like fishing on the nearby lake.
Simpler times that we have somehow lost in the hustle and bustle of adult life.