The end of a dream
RAIN– oh how you persistently drum
Rooftops, lawns and pavements drear.
Gutters run to the traffic hum;
Eyes, look upwards: the sky is here.
Ankle deep the bare childish feet
Splash and play to the clouds’ refrain.
School and home are forgot in this street
Magic world of the thunder and rain.
Ocean liners cruise swiftly down
Boiling swells on turbulent stream,
Bravely riding this gutter clown.
Crash! A shipwreck! The end of a dream.