All Night the Rain

All night the rain Spindling the soil Left his sweat On sheets of trees And pillows of roofs And when the sun Running across river There were children Like grass Green and fresh And ready to cheer. I could not The house sprung a leak And the sun Told me I could sleep. I was too tired To protest or weep My memory was soggy From splashing bright Drops of pain Across the hungry mouth Of wounded time.