…soft rains by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

Ξ February 28th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Arts, Photography |





39. ...soft rains - 27th Feb



    There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
    And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

    And frogs in the pools singing at night,
    And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

    Robins will wear their feathery fire,
    Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

    And not one will know of the war, not one
    Will care at last when it is done.

    Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
    If mankind perished utterly;

    And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
    Would scarcely know that we were gone.

    -- Sara Teasdale

 

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