Poet in the Rain

A LIGHT RAIN SWEPT THE LANE

3/8/2011

Copyright 2011 Gordon Kuhn

Poet in the Rain

A light rain, soft, comes tapping on the window pane

a brief rumbling growl, low, no threat drifted over the darkened lane

and flowers awoke and kissed the dew that fell lightly upon their heads

while all the neighbors nearby at home lay sleeping in their beds

and missed the wonder of the night unfold in the dark so close outside

but I alone awake saw it all quietly watching through my window pane

then turned and sleepy slipped softly back in bed my wife beside

where I lay and gently kissed each fingertip of my sleeping bride.