I watched a little cloud one day, As it was floating lazily Above me in the sky; It seemed to be suspended there— Ethereal almost as air— And then I wondered why. I was an atom on the ground, The bees droned lazily around— A world without a care. It was a perfect summer day And dreamland was not far away While I was lying there. 'Twas then that I commenced to rise Like a soap bubble in the skies Where once I saw that cloud; And just as I was passing by, I climbed aboard up high and dry And heaved a sigh out loud. I found the cloud was much too small To hold me up without a fall, So down we did descend; It doubled up beneath my weight, But still I did not hesitate To hang on 'til the end. When I was just about to jump The earth gave us an awful thump— That cloud was only air. There were no fragments lying 'round To show where we had struck the ground, But I was lying there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHRISMUS IS A-COMIN' by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE YEAR'S AWAKENING by THOMAS HARDY A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 40 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN AN HORATIAN ODE UPON CROMWELL'S RETURN FROM IRELAND by ANDREW MARVELL MADLY SINGING IN THE MOUNTAINS by PO CHU-YI THE CALL OF THE WILD by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE |