The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Yesterday morning we got slightly less than an inch of snow, to my surprise. So it occurred to me that:
April snow showers
May bring snow plowers.
12 of one, baker’s dozen of the other. Oh wait…
April flowers may bring showers, but my love will never wash away…
Six of one, half a dozen of another.
Yakety Sax 8 months ago
The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
HappyDog/ᵀʳʸ ᴮᵒᶻᵒ ⁴ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘⁿ ᵒᶠ ᶦᵗ Premium Member 8 months ago
Yesterday morning we got slightly less than an inch of snow, to my surprise. So it occurred to me that:
April snow showers
May bring snow plowers.
uniquename 8 months ago
12 of one, baker’s dozen of the other. Oh wait…
markkahler52 8 months ago
April flowers may bring showers, but my love will never wash away…
Wendy Emlinger Premium Member 8 months ago
Six of one, half a dozen of another.