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
ReplyDeleteI know this poem from my childhood in first or second grade, back in my day we had to memorize poems. I've been trying to find this poem on the Internet for some time now. It had to be written before 1959 because I am 75 years old. I always loved this poem because it always made me feel like I was right there on a rainy day in NYC , where I grew up. The rain so aptly described and I could almost hear it beating on the sidewalks
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