
Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with
silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our
roof at night
And I love the rain
Langston Hughes
for Miss Gray and her students at PS 154x in the South Bronx
poetry is not a luxury
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