I thought I had forgotten, But it all came back again To-night with the first spring thunder In a rush of rain. I remembered a darkened doorway Where we stood while the storm swept by, Thunder gripping the earth And lightning scrawled on the sky. The passing motor busses swayed, For the street was a river of rain, Lashed into little golden waves In the lamp light's stain. With the wild spring rain and thunder My heart was wild and gay; Your eyes said more to me that night Than your lips would ever say. . . . I thought I had forgotten, But it all came back again To-night with the first spring thunder In a rush of rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THADDEUS STEVENS by PHOEBE CARY THE YANKEE PRIVATEER by ARTHUR HALE THE ARROW AND THE SONG by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONNET: 9 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL LESBIA'S COMPLAINT AGAINST THYRISIS HIS INCONSTANCY; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES THE PENDULUM by JURGIS BALTRUSHAITIS TO A LADY, WITH SOME PAINTED FLOWERS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |