Author J. A. Pott The rain at midday, when I sent to you, Must needs have soaked both book and bearer through. How excellently timed! The sky no doubt Sent down its flood to wash my blunders out. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments