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My favorite poet is Sara Teasdale. This is one of her poems. I try to rotate different poems by her in my info page on a semi-not reguarl basis
There Will Come Soft Rains Sara Teasdale
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool 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.
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