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Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain
On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me
Remembering again that I shall die
And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
Listen to me as one listens to the rain,
not attentive, not distracted,
light footsteps, thin drizzle,
Like the touch of rain she was
On a man's flesh and hair and eyes
When the joy of walking thus
Has taken him by surprise:
Who will dance with the wind now that you're really gone?
Who will catch the sun's rays on the hot summer morn?
Who will slow down the gust when it's out of control?
In time of silver rain
The earth puts forth new life again,
Green grasses grow
And flowers lift their heads,
In the blue sky just a few specks of gray
In the evening of a beautiful day
Though last night it rained and more rain on the way
And that more rain is needed 'twould be fair to say
I hear leaves drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beneath
Drop after drop;
She begins, and my grandmother joins her.
Mother and daughter sing like young girls.
If my father were alive, he would play
his accordion and sway like a boat.
So much rain, so much life like the swollen sky
of this black August. My sister, the sun,
broods in her yellow room and won't come out.
..................Rain Washing The World Green
I have a homing bird feeling about
the rain falling
He's in the barn, watching the golden rays of sun
stream down. He's climbing the big, old oak tree, that
he's found. He's running off through the blades of grass.
He's thinking of, that cute, little girl who smiled at him
Open the window, and let the air
Freshly blow upon face and hair,
And fill the room, as it fills the night,
With the breath of the rain's sweet might.
When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you shall lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I thought I had forgotten,
But it all came back again
To-night with the first spring thunder
In a rush of rain.
A soft, whispering breeze, stirs the leaves on the trees,
And then suddenly, a gust, lifts the dry settled dust,
Things start moving about, and now there's no doubt,
That a storm's on the way, coming in from the bay.
This Morning's Rain And Its Refrain
reading, yes I really did read early this morning
She's like the rain
She's like the rain
The tender kind
Rain like you may fall
Rain like you may not fall
Rain like never before
Let it Rain!
Be willing to be kind
Be willing to be true
rain comes rain
rain wets my pain,
wets my dust of gain,
cleans my walking lane,
rain rain the sorrows on them
rain rain the squareness away
The rain is crying for the love that it lost across the Milky Way.
Looking on Jupiter the rain holds the sound barrier with each drop of tears.
I love your arrival
hot sun in June, parched land and no rain
dust-storms, clouds in the sky and no rain
cattle cud under shades, no sight of rain
Rain is not just drops of water that bless our earth in winters, but it’s also a great inspiration for many poets and writers. Some of them write their poems inspired by the music the sky plays while raining, and others write to describe the beauty of rain and its blessings. The poetry library has a lot of very famous poems about rain, such as; "Rain" by Robert Louis Stevenson, "Summer Shower" by Emily Dickinson, and Song for the Rainy Season by Elizabeth Bishop.