the rain is rain all over the world
I heard the little girl sing to herself
who thought she was by herself
but the baby rain heard and gurgled at the curb beside her
where she stubbed a pebble some farther ahead
and then she said the rain is rain
all over the world and the rain blew past her on
a bright wind and sprinkled its sparkles on every fen
and whirled in circles and rivulets then the little girl
said I cant forget that rain is rain all over the world
and suddenly in the puddles it swirled and was configured
in rainbows and pearls and the rain said cooing
I am talking to you and talking and talking and
melting too and the little, little girl she never knew
the rain was falling and pooling for her
for her in her blue dress and ducky umbrella
her small galoshes and they were yellow
and the rain gushed on in its silver song
and cried, "Goodbye," when it all was dry
and soaked quite through when she was through
the little girl peeked through the lattice too
and her mother said oh, what happened to you
were you out splashing in the dew and the little girl smiled
and after a while she still, still sang
in a voice that rang 'the rain is rain all over the world...
mary angela douglas 24 april 2020;revised 27 2020
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