Spring Rain

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.