IT rained all day the day she died, And yet she thought it sweet and fair; She said the sunlight kissed her hair, And then she slept, all satisfied. It rained all day; she woke again, And whispered that the sky was blue. Ah me! thank God she never knew How cold and dreary fell the rain. So like her life! It rained all day, And yet she thought it all was bright; She loved and toiled through day and night -- She never thought the skies were gray. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE THE RAIN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PICCIOLA by ROBERT HENRY NEWELL THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 74. ST. LUKE THE PAINTER (OLD & NEW ART) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI DESTINY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH QUATORZAINS: 2. THOUGHTS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES CANTO 27; WA-BE-NO-KA by LEVI BISHOP |