Im not very good at poems.. so i need your !

how beautiful is the rain!
after the dust and heat,
in the broad and fiery street,
in the narrow lane,

how beautiful is the rain!
how it clatters along the roofs,
like the tramp of hoofs
how it gushes and struggles out
from the throat of the overflowing spout!

the sick man from his chamber looks
at the twisted brooks;
he can feel the cool
breath of each little pool;
his fevered brain
grows calm again,
and he breathes a blessing on the rain.

from the neighboring school
come the boys,
with more than their wonted noise
and commotion;
and down the wet streets
sail their mimic fleets,
till the treacherous pool
ingulfs them in its whirling
and turbulent ocean.

question - does each stanza have the same meter?

meter - a recurring pattern of stressed and unstressed syllables

you!