There Will Come Soft Rain
There Will Come Soft Rain sara-teasdale stories
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sydney
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Was chatting with somebody named Julie early today about poems and short stories. She mentioned Sara Teasdale, so I had to make a Sara Teasdale poem!

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There Will Come Soft Rain

by Sara Teasdale

There will come soft rain 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.

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