Said the robin to his mate

In the dripping orchard tree:

“Our dear nest will have to wait

Till the blue sky we can see.

Birds can neither work nor play,

For the rain rains every day,

And the rain rains all the day!”

Said the violet to the leaf:

“I can scarcely ope my eye;

So, for fear I’ll come to grief,

Close along the earth I lie.

All we flowers for sunshine pray,

But the rain rains every day,

And the rain rains all the day!”

And the children, far and wide,

They, too, wished away the rain;

All their sports were spoiled outside

By the “black glove” at the pane.

Very dull indoors to stay

While “the rain rains every day,

And the rain rains all the day!”

Up and down the murmurs run,

Shared by child and bird and flower.

Suddenly the golden sun

Dazzled through a clearing shower.

Then they all forgot to say

That “the rain rains every day,

And the rain rains all the day!”