William Henry Davies

(3 July 1871 – 26 September 1940 / Monmouthshire / Wales)

The Rain

Poem by William Henry Davies

I hear leaves drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beneath
Drop after drop;
'Tis a sweet noise to hear
These green leaves drinking near.

And when the Sun comes out,
After this Rain shall stop,
A wondrous Light will fill
Each dark, round drop;
I hope the Sun shines bright;
'Twill be a lovely sight.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003