The rain is coming down in a never ending river,
Silver, Flowing, Streaming down down down,
in a song,
ever long.
Silver, Flowing, Streaming down down down,
down the windowpanes,
ever long,
all night long.
Down the windowpanes,
the crystal drops play along,
ever long,
the rain’s song.
The crystal drops play along,
on the grass and trees,
the rain’s song,
dance along.
Starr how well you describe the rain i your poem, it is raining here we are suffering our worst drought since 1976 and he rain has come tonight it must have been your poem that brought it a truely great write cheers Sylvie
Rain is indeed a song and you know the tune so well. I can hear it very clearly in this lovely poem. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine poem by a top quailty heart, what a gift you have! Amazing! Love Duncan 10!