"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." -Sara Teasdale
Thank you @duck-- for the tutorial Thank you @catkitty12 for the mouse trail code. Thank you @sunshadow49 for the music behind the rain. I will say that I did adjust the code a lot. Of course, thank you to Sara Teasdale for writing such a pretty poem. Thank you to cooltext.org for the thumbnail thing. and finally, thank you kleki.com ! Can we get this featured? Probably not but here's the link anyways. https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/28715018/comments
