There Will Come Soft Rains is an emotional poem by Sara Teasdale that covers the themes of nature, the passage of time, and the indifference of the natural world to human existence and conflict. The poem was written in 1918, during the outcome of World War I. It perfectly catches the emotions of loss and the fragility of human life.
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.