Explore "The Sky" by Elizabeth Madox Roberts on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I saw a shadow on the ground / And heard a bluejay going by; / A shadow went across the ground, / And I looked up and saw the sky.
It hung up on the poplar tree, / But while I looked it did not stay; / It gave a tiny sort of jerk / And moved a little bit away.
And farther on and farther on / It moved and never seemed to stop. / I think it must be tied with chains / And something pulls it from the top.
It never has come down again, / And every time I look to see, / The sky is always slipping back / And getting far away from me.