Gloomy rain, I hear you on my window pane, Softly you come along, singing to me a song, A song of weariness and pain. Gloomy rain, the song you sing is plain; When the sun hides its face, and the clouds take its place You bring sadness to my domain. Gloomy rain, gloomy rain, there's a sadness in your strain; When you come along with your weary old song I feel as if all was in vain; But if you were here, my love so dear, My heart wouldn't feel any pain; Then nothing would matter, we'd listen to your patter Hold hands and our love explain. So love come along, let's sing a sweet song To the rain on my windowpane. Patter patter gloomy rain, patter on my windowpane, With love and gloomy rain, my heart can feel no pain, There's gladness in my domain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DUNS SCOTUS'S OXFORD by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS CHRISTMAS IN INDIA by RUDYARD KIPLING MORITURI SALUTAMUS [WE WHO ARE TO DIE SALUTE YOU] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW BEN JONSON ENTERTAINS A MAN FROM STRATFORD by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON NOT TO BE MINISTERED TO by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK SCARABAEUS SISYPHUS by MATHILDE BLIND |