I hear leaves drinking rain; I hear rich leaves on top Giving the poor beneath Drop after drop; 'Tis a sweet noise to hear These green leaves drinking near. And when the Sun comes out, After this rain shall stop, A wondrous light will fill Each dark, round drop; I hope the Sun shines bright; 'Twill be a lovely sight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE by EMMA LAZARUS UNWANTED MEMORY by CLARENCE MAJOR NOTHING WILL CURE THE SICK LION BUT TO EAT AN APE' by MARIANNE MOORE |