Midtown Dickens, “Walk, Don’t You Run”

As quoted from Sara Teasdale’s poem ‘I Shall Not Care”:

WHEN I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.

I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough,
And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now.