The rain plays a little sleep-song on our roof at night - "Pitter-patter, pitter-patter," I just love that sound. The pitter patter of raindrops On a window pane. Into each life some rain must fall, Call our friends to dance and play. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk. The poet feels very comfortable and old memories come back to his mind. The mystery that calls it from its close. With heavy drops, yet slow. - E.B. What a victory was his, what a triumph! Lets tease out her bits, put to the burning Barrow-loads of combings; rake up the mess On her breast, sticky with burrs and briars; Open her up to the sun, re-stitch her Seams in woven hedgerows, with patches of Flowers fight back the years. And listen to the patter of the soft rain overhead. 'Mid protestations, joy that he had come. A Mist rebellious flew Rain, rain, April rain, Listen!it rains; it rains! I can see her bending o'er me, as I listen to the strain Weeps the night-rain, sad and cold. But God counts - knows and loves us all. A slow wind, ghostlike, comes and grieves and grieves. [poem number=24]It always amazes me a day of graycan grow a painters palate.In the morning fog wisps the coast,cloud layers overhead. As I watch the clouds roll onward, That throbs in suffering. Time to walk your dog and jump in puddles! The slow smoke-wreaths of vapor to and fro, Gray miles on miles my passionate thought must go,. Crowd about the wharves and slips. thunder on a hardwood, heartbeat. The pitter-patter of the rain, A melody that soothes all pain. They make a little three-toed track, Pitter patter falls the rain In the spirit's pure, deep fountains, whence the holy passions swell, Pitter patter falls the rain My World Of Words - Pitter-Patter rain falls - Wattpad Is the poet now a child? pitter patter falls the rain poem - kamenvironmental.org Ah, what though years must pass, though you and I Then the thunder peals louder and louder, The robin darts out from his bower of leaves; pitter patter falls the rain poem - Anothertallblonde.ca Where grasses thirstily pined And I got some rain in my hair. From out the cloudy sky, Ages running wild, seeding and shooting At will, snagging, choking and smothering Have toughened her. Come again another day, Heaven's light that breaks on mists of earth! And make life's faded roses pink. Dropping on the leaves and flowers,
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