Midsummer Suns

“Now, what shall I send to the earth today?”
Said the great, round, golden Sun.

“Oh! Let us go down there to work and play,”
Said the Sunbeams, every one.

So down to the Earth in a shining crowd,
Went the merry, busy crew;
They painted with splendor each floating cloud
And the sky while passing through.

“Shine on, little Star, if you like,” they cried;
“We will weave a golden screen
That soon all your twinkling and light shall hide,
Though the Moon may peep between.”

The Sunbeams then in through the windows crept,
To the children in their beds –
They poked at the eyelids of those who slept,
Gilded all the little heads.

“Wake up, little children!” they cried in glee,
“And from Dreamland come away!
We’ve brought you a present: wake up and see!
We have brought you a sunny day!”