Original artwork description:

Oil on canvas 16" x 20"_x000D_ _x000D_ ---- ---- ---- _x000D_ There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,_x000D_ And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;_x000D_ _x000D_ And frogs in the pools singing at night,_x000D_ And wild plum trees in tremulous white,_x000D_ _x000D_ Robins will wear their feathery fire_x000D_ Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;_x000D_ _x000D_ And not one will know of the war, not one_x000D_ Will care at last when it is done._x000D_ _x000D_ Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree_x000D_ If mankind perished utterly;_x000D_ _x000D_ And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,_x000D_ Would scarcely know that we were gone._x000D_ _x000D_ -Sara Teasdale

Materials used:

Oil on canvas