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Was it Daisies that had the wonderful stuff about reading poetry with the kids? And how one of them later breaks a window with a baseball or something, and says (no doubt trying to put a better spin on it before the parents react) "Come to the window, sweet is the night air!" If so, I shall go find a copy soon. The ending bit in there is an amazing moment of tenderness from a child to a parent. (I remember it still, and I read it when I was about the age of the kid in the book, or younger.)