xxx

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.

              (͡๏̯͡๏)(͡๏̯͡~)
               ( , ,)( , ,)
            .•°*”˜˜”*°•. ♪♫ ♪ * ~ کþяiղƙɭє   ~ .*✻

mermaid thanks

❤️

Thank you for the mermaid 🤗 🌻

⋱ ⋮ ⋰ ‧
⋯ ◯ ⋯ ‧⁀˅⁀
✿¸.•*¨`*•..¸✿
╬♥═╬╬═♥=╬╬
from our garden to yours...

❤️ Hello Betty ❤️

✘♥✘
Mermaid Ty x

Mermaid!

  ⋱ ⋮ ⋰
⋯(ツ)⋯   
  ⋰ ⋮ ⋱
ღ Have A Lovely Weekend ღ