If it should Rain by Edna St. Vincent Millay

If it should rain-(the sneezy moon / Said: Rain)-then I shall hear it soon

From shingles into gutters fall . . .

And know, of what concerns me, all:

The garden will be wet till noon- I may not walk-my temper leans

To myths and legends-through the beans

Till they are dried-lest I should spread

Diseases they have never had.

I hear the rain: it comes down straight.

Now I can sleep, I need not wait

To close the windows anywhere.

Tomorrow, it may be, I might Do things to set the whole world right.

There's nothing I can do tonight.