There Will Come Soft Rains

mgentabumi

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.

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  • Cassie58

    The natural world without the interference of the human species. How well it would thrive. Beautifully penned with fine imagery. Touches the emotions. Gorgeous poetry.

  • sorenbarrett

    We seem the only species that would exterminate itself into extinction. A powerful write

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Wow! Hello. Welcome to MPS and...wow! Profoundly powerful and absolutely true. We could be gone in the snap of a finger and nature would continue quite lovely without us...probably even better without us, truthfully. Well done! 🌹👏

  • arqios

    Welcome to MPS 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊

  • Soman Ragavan

    Indeed, during Covid lockdown, in some towns animals started to reach into suburbs and even town centres. Everything had gone so quiet... Nature reclaimed what belonged to it initially...

  • Dan Williams

    Amen. I have very often asked of after mankind's well-deserved extinction, by whatever of many different sources, think the animals will even miss us? Very nice.



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