all the blues and the reds get to me.
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.
-- Sara Teasdale
With the help of ashbet (thanks, again!), I rediscovered two of my favorite short stories:
There Will Come Soft Rains by Ray Bradbury
All Summer in a Day by Ray Bradbury
They're really short, and definitely worth a read.