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  ~✨ Ʈђaηƙs ƒõя √ιṩιʈιηɠ✨~ ~ ƬƳVⱮ!

There Will Come Soft Rains
by Sara Teasdale

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.

Sprinkles 😀

xxxx

🪻🪻❄️ ❄️💧💦l sprinkle only
if needed,   feel free to do the same.🌷
     
     ❤️ 
            
❄️🌞 ♫ •  ℋℯℓℓσ   .
Wet  Friday. . .Enjoy all wonderful
healthy  moments sweet faerie. . 🌺💜
💙🦋 🌟🙏 Peace, peace hugs, Teri.🩷
 ✲´´¯•.¸¸.✲´´¯`•..¸¸ *,-,*°⭐️
🌟💙💦🌞´¯💙✨.💙´¯`•.¸¸.🌟🌺☀

💙Sprinkle💙

Sprinkles if needed*✶*☆•°˜*✶*☆•°˜❤️

Diana and Gita were here ❤️

gs ty

Duck ty x