Classic Poem

The Rain That Comes To Gardens

The rain that comes to gardens
When summer days are long,
Soothes and heals and pardons,
And sings a little song.

It sings a song that Eve heard
When the world was new
And God walked in her garden
With the dusk and dew.

It used to sing in Babylon
To roses red and white,
And where the scent of jasmine
Pierced the Assyrian night.

Dusty Persian daisies
Have heard its pattering rhyme,
It sang on high Hymettus
Over sharp, sweet thyme.

The rain that comes to gardens
Is wise in garden lore.
It has known many gardens,
It will know many more.English