by Rachel Field
Rain in the city!
I love to see it fall
Slantwise where the buildings crowd
Red brick and all.
Streets of shiny wetness
Where the taxies go,
With people and umbrellas all
Bobbing to and fro.
Rain in the city!
I love to hear it drip
When I am cosy in my room
Snug as any ship,
With toys spread on the table,
With a picture book or two,
And the rain like a rumbling tomb that sings
Through everything I do.
Rain in the city!
I love to see it fall
Slantwise where the buildings crowd
Red brick and all.
Streets of shiny wetness
Where the taxies go,
With people and umbrellas all
Bobbing to and fro.
Rain in the city!
I love to hear it drip
When I am cosy in my room
Snug as any ship,
With toys spread on the table,
With a picture book or two,
And the rain like a rumbling tomb that sings
Through everything I do.
The Rain Poem Stanza 1 Explanation Kips Notes
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