Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.

Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk.
The rain makes running pools in the gutter.
The rain plays a little sleep-song on our roof at night—

And I love the rain.
- April Rain Song by Langston Hughes

[Shutterbug]

Wonderful poem. Love the drops on the berries.

[CristinaL]

@shutterbug49 Thank you!