A drop fell on the apple tree
Another on the roof
A half a dozen kissed the eaves
And made the gables laugh
A few went out to help the brook
That went to help the sea
Myself conjectured, Were they pearls
What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads
The birds jocoser sung
The sunshine threw his hat away
The orchards spangles hung
The breezes brought dejected lutes
And bathed them in the glee
Yet again, we see personification, and yet again, it is used to create a carefree, happy tone. The sun doesn’t simply peek out from behind the clouds, he  throws his hat away  – almost as if he is at the height of a big number in a musical, getting ready for his solo performance. 

Summer Shower