Spring Rain

 I thought I had forgotten,
 But it all came back again
To-night with the first spring thunder
 In a rush of rain.


I remembered a darkened doorway
 Where we stood while the storm swept by,
Thunder gripping the earth
 And lightning scrawled on the sky.


The passing motor busses swayed,
 For the street was a river of rain,
Lashed into little golden waves
 In the lamp light's stain.


With the wild spring rain and thunder
 My heart was wild and gay;
Your eyes said more to me that night
 Than your lips would ever say.
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 .
 .


I thought I had forgotten,
 But it all came back again
To-night with the first spring thunder
 In a rush of rain.

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