Rain by Shel Silverstein
I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.
I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.
this is how i feel today. like things are sloshing around
can ya blame me?
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.
I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.
this is how i feel today. like things are sloshing around
can ya blame me?
i feel that way *all* the time, mama. totes understandable. hang in there. by the way, LOVE this poem. Shel Silverstein is freakin' awesome.
ReplyDeletei read these to the boys at night now before bed, i think more for me than them. cuz they try to close the book every night.
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