And I don't think the rain matters either.

I'm going to tell your old gentleman so.
He said it rained in the mountains, and it does, mother--doesn't it?
but he said the rain spoilt everything, and it doesn't--not a bit." "Why, there's that curious old fairy been sprinkling dust in your eyes too, Milly!" But something or other had been sprinkling tears in mother's.

For to the old people there is nothing sweeter than to see the young ones opening their hearts to all that they themselves have loved and rejoiced over.
So the chain of life goes on, and joy gives birth to joy and love to love..