Rain is my lover, my apple strudel.
It haunts my heels like a pedigreed poodle.
Beyond the seas or across the nation,
It follows me faithful on every vacation.
The Love Letters of Phyllis McGinley (1954)
Rain is my lover, my apple strudel.
It haunts my heels like a pedigreed poodle.
Beyond the seas or across the nation,
It follows me faithful on every vacation.
The Love Letters of Phyllis McGinley (1954)