Friday, April 2, 2010

May Your Easter Be Whimsical

If you carry your childhood with you, you never become older. ~Tom Stoppard

Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk.
The rain makes running pools in the gutter.
The rain plays a little sellp-song on our roof at night--
And I love the rain.

~Langston Hughes