Raindrops For You Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Oh, raindrops, let them fall
as flowers and green frogs
onto the fields and into creeks,
umbrella mushrooms leisurely descend
into the forest's green, where berries hide.

The rain sings sentimental songs
that knock, in harmony onto your door.
Come quick and see! There, through the glass,
heaven is sending silver strings of pearls
from its great kingdom of cavernous clouds.

Pines, pregnant with fragrant thoughts,
take on Papaya's sweet bouquet
and hum the melody of frangipani.
Hear now, my child, it is the sound of grass.
Be still and feel it as it grows for you.


Inspired heavily by the peom It Rains (Es regnet) by
German poet Mascha Kaleko.