It’s been raining now for days and days.
The world is brushed with a liquid glaze,
It drips from the cill and slips sideways,
And that’s when my baby softly says,
Who’ll stop the rain?
Who’ll Stop The Rain?
14 Monday Apr 2014
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This really encapsulates a rainy day quite well. Love it. 🙂
Alex Hurst, fantasy author in Japan, participating in Blogging A-Z April Challenge.
Thank you Alex!
BTW, I keep on trying to get to your site and can’t for some reason!
Really?! Well, that’s no good!! Alex-hurst.com
LOL!
Can almost hear this as lyrics and a melody…
Thanks for the compliment Alessa
I don’t mind a rainy day once in a while, but day after day would put me into a moody funk. I love the poem!
Thanks Suerae!
Have you ever seen the rain on a sunny day? Creedence Clearwater Revival. We need that rain here. Much of the US is in drought conditions.
Yes!
We have had more than our fair share of rain in London. The only thing that I like about the rain is the smell of the damp earth, right at the start.
Me too
Ah, yes, brings to mind the only childhood rhyme my mom was great with— rain, rain, go away, come again some other day…
Yeah! A popular refrain!
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And thank you again!