A drop fell on the apple tree, <br />Another on the roof; <br />A half a dozen kissed the eaves, <br />And made the gables laugh. <br /> <br />A few went out to help the brook, <br />That went to help the sea. <br />Myself conjectured, Were they pearls, <br />What necklaces could be! <br /> <br />The dust replaced in hoisted roads, <br />The birds jocoser sung; <br />The sunshine threw his hat away, <br />The orchards spangles hung. <br /> <br />The breezes brought dejected lutes, <br />And bathed them in the glee; <br />The East put out a single flag, <br />And signed the fete away.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-shower/
