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Rachel Lyman Field

City Rain

Rain in the city!

I love to see it fall

Slantwise where the buildings crowd

Red brick and all.

Streets of shiny wetness

Where the taxis go,

With people and umbrellas all

Bobbing to and fro.

Rain in the city!

I love to hear it drip

When I am cosy in my room

Snug as any ship,

With toys spread on the table,

With a picture book or two,

And the rain like a rumbling tune that sings

Through everything I do.