Shel Silverstein

Today is the anniversary of the death (well, according to wikipedia it's actually the anniversary of the Monday his body was found after his death of a heart attack sometime over the preceding weekend) in 1999 of Shel Silverstein. I discovered his book The Giving Tree in about 1977 and found A Light in the Attic and Where the Sidewalk Ends when the kids were little.

Rain
by Shel Silverstein

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.

The photo came from the wikipedia article linked above.