I'Ll Miss The Rain. Poem by David Whalen

Of all the things
That my senses have given me
Of all the sensations I’ve had
Be they pleasure or pain

Of all those experiences
The most missed will be
The soft patter of raindrops
Upon my windowpane

The eccentric rings
Raindrops make on the river
The concentric tapping on
Tin roofs above

Are only a few of the things
That rain can deliver
And are only few of the things
About rain that I love

Of all the things in the world
To feel, have, or to see
The thing I’ll suffer most
In the world will be the pain

The pain of never being
able to hear It… or be in It
Above all things, I’ll miss the rain…
Especially…the rain