The Summer Rain

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Title:     The Summer Rain
Author: Thomas S. Jones [More Titles by Jones]

As one who listens to the summer rain
Against the roof when all the night is still,
Save for the wind beneath the window-sill,
Crooning its homely, comforting refrain,--
And listening feels that neither joy nor pain
Can trouble now--only the faint sweet thrill
Of drowsiness and peace and rest until
The barque glides softly into sleep's domain;

So I, whose empty way leads wandering
Between high garden-walls that hide the sun,
Hear sometimes on the breeze a simple strain
Of an old song you once were wont to sing--
And then forgetting all, I seem as one
Who listens spell-bound to the summer rain.

[The end]
Thomas S. Jones's poem: Summer Rain

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