In the Heat of the Day.....

 "SUMMER SUN" by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) from A Child's Garden of Verses ( 1947)  (Since it is so hot these days....sizzle, sizzle....thought it would be appropriate to do some reading on the porch..........

 Great is the sun, and wide he goes

 Through empty heaven without repose,

 And in the blue and glowing days more thick than rain he showers his rays...

 Though closer still the blinds we pull

 To keep the shady parlour cool,

 Yet he will find a chink or two

 To slip his golden fingers through.

 The dusty attic spider-clad He,

 Through the keyhole, maketh glad;

 And through the broken edge of tiles,

 Into the laddered hayloft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around

 He bares to all the garden ground,

 And sheds a warm and glittering look

 Among the ivy's inmost nook.

 Above the hills,



 Along the blue,

 Round the bright air with footing true,

 To please the child,

 To paint the rose,

 The gardener of the World.....

 He goes...................