Summer Shower

A drop fell on the apple tree,
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.

A few went out to help the brook,
That went to help the sea.
Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,
What necklaces could be!

The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The orchards spangles hung.

The breezes brought dejected lutes,
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (4)

The audio talks like a robot in wanted it to be like a human being😒 But i loves the poem☺️
Very good and nice😊
............lovely, my favorite lines ★ A few went out to help the brook, That went to help the sea. Myself conjectured, Were they pearls, What necklaces could be!
Very nice poem. It touched me like a drop of rain. specially the lat stanza. I like the poem on rain. keep on writting more rain poems.