2 thoughts on “Rain

  1. That was the first poem Elizabeth ever recited aloud. She was three or four years old, and the garden sprinkler oscillated over her when she wasn’t expecting it. I’m not sure if she actually thought it was raining (probably not), but I was tickled that she was inspired to spontaneously recite that poem. It was from one of the books I used to read to her at bedtime.

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