Rain

I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.


Shel Silverstein retirado de Famous Poets and Poems.com





Sometimes a little rain in our head, is just what we need to dry our heart...
Pick up a towel and dry your love or maybe just let it be wet...
Just enjoy the rain...