There Will Come Soft Rains is a 12-line poem by Sara Teasdale in her collection Flame and Shadow, published in 1920. The subject of the poem imagines nature reclaiming the earth after humanity has been wiped out by a war. The poem reads:
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;And frogs in the pool 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.