Poem: RAIN

[Verbal Communications]

I opened my eyes

And looked up at the rain,

And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can’t do a handstand–
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said–
I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head.

                                                    Shel Silverstein

Enjoy reading this fun poem to your child.  Laugh at the silliness of it and encourage your child to finish select lines by remembering the rhyming word(s).   rain-brain   head-bed

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