söndag 11 augusti 2019

Regn!

 Regn
Aksel Waldemar Johannessen

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. 

                      William Henry Davies

2 kommentarer:

  1. just love that poem!

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    1. Debbie, Funderar på att läsa hans (Davies) självbiografi, finns hos Gutenberg.
      Margaretha

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