rainy - Popular Poems and stories from category

The rainy season is
And the skirt of my dress is wet
You have gone off to distant lands,
And my heart finds it unbearable

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

I remember the grey slithers of rain,
The jocular driver,
As I boarded the bus
At Temple Meads,