Through the air,
Everywhere, the rain is falling;
Brawling on house and tree:
On every place that you can see
The rain drops go;
The roofs are wet, the walls, the ground below.
Midnight has come;
Now all the people stretch them blind and dumb
Each in a bed
Save I, who sit and listen overhead
Unto the rain
Splashing upon the roof and window-pane.
Midnight! and I
Can get no sleep, nor can the sky.
Holles Street (the Rocky Road To Dublin)
James Stephens
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Poem topics: house, people, sky, sleep, tree, place, listen, roof, blind, save, window, I love you, I miss you, rain, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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