Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Rainy Day...

Poem lyrics of The Rainy Day by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

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

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

It is interesting reading this poem. The first verse sounds just like what it looks like outside. How crazy is it to get rain and thunder in February?

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