Lullaby of the Rain

By Dawn E. McCormick

It’s bedtime, and I hear the rain Splashing on my windowpane.

Snug in bed ’neath a roof so high,

I hear the raindrops’ lullaby.

And as they slide down shingles steep,

I hear them whisper, “Go to sleep.”

Illustrated by Shauna Mooney Kawasaki