Spring Rain

I thought I had forgotten,

But it all came back again

To-night with the first spring thunder

In a rush of rain.

I remembered a darkened doorway

Where we stood while the storm swept by,

Thunder gripping the earth

And lightning scrawled on the sky.

The passing motor busses swayed,

For the street was a river of rain,

Lashed into little golden waves

In the lamp light's stain.

With the wild spring rain and thunder

My heart was wild and gay;

Your eyes said more to me that night

Than your lips would ever say....

I thought I had forgotten,

But it all came back again

To-night with the first spring thunder

In a rush of rain.