Rain in the Night

Raining, raining,
All night long;
Sometimes loud, sometimes soft,
Just like a song.

There’ll be rivers in the gutters
And lakes along the street.
It will make our lazy kitty
Wash his little dirty feet.

The roses will wear diamonds
Like kings and queens at court;
But the pansies all get muddy
Because they are so short.

I’ll sail my boat to-morrow
In wonderful new places,
But first I’ll take my watering-pot
And wash the pansies’ faces.

Amelia Josephine Burr