Ty for the fish :)

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.

Hi xx

♥ Sprinkles ♥

Ram ty x

Duck, thank you.

Night Hilary,
Enjoy your evening and football, Shed all dry it’s only water based paint so doesn’t take long, that’s 1 shed down 3 more and the Summer house to do , haha night night xx

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                      Thank you.x.

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Bye for now x