Spring Rain Poem by Sara Teasdale Poem Hunter
Spring Rain Poem. Web and not one will know of the war, not onewill care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor treeif mankind.
Web and not one will know of the war, not onewill care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor treeif mankind.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor treeif mankind. Web and not one will know of the war, not onewill care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor treeif mankind.
