When I am dead and over me bright April <br /> Shakes out her rain-drenched hair, <br />Though you should lean above me broken-hearted, <br /> I shall not care. <br /> <br />I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful <br /> When rain bends down the bough, <br />And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted <br /> Than you are now.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-shall-not-care/
