Rain, rain, rain all day,
Turn the leaves to mush,
Slick down every roadway,
Dampen every bush.
Cast the sky with your gray net,
Toss it like a veil,
Woven of wet kisses
Within a blustery gale.
And after you have blown away
Or slowly drifted off,
The kisses will remain as tears
Whose dripping falls so soft.