L.A. Palm Trees

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About L.A. Palm Trees

THERE WILL COME SOFT RAINS...

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.

Some of the pictures that i've seen on flickr remind me of this poem...
random shit going on and a lonely palm tree in the background...