Explore "The Exposed Nest" by Robert Frost on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
You were forever finding some new play.
So when I saw you down on hands and knees / In the meadow, busy with the new-cut hay, / Trying, I thought, to set it up on end, / I went to show you how to make it stay, / If that was your idea, against the breeze, / And, if you asked me, even help pretend / To make it root again and grow afresh.