“the dry stone no sound of water” —T.S. Eliot
It’s not going to rain on me.
I’ve got money in the bank.
It’s not going to rain on me.
I’ve got time and fortune to thank.
It’s not going to rain on me.
I have land to be grateful for.
I have trees and bees to adore.
It’s not going to rain on me.
I have a new poem in my head.
Sunshine will fall, instead.
It’s not going to rain on me.
I’m working diligently.
It’s not going to rain on me.
There are dark shapes in the sky,
But they are passing by.
It’s not going to rain on me.
I’ve gathered inspiration
From the tears and pain.
It may be cloudy.
But she loves me!
It’s never going to rain.