A Riddle Sep 23, 2010 Father Leonard Feeney, M.I.C.M. A shower of silver, A shower of gold: But you cannot guess why Till the riddle is told. In a yard in New Hampshire In a shower of rain, I chucked at some chickens A shower of grain. From Boundaries Share this:TweetWhatsAppShare on TumblrTelegramPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related