The Way Of The Bush Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF HIDI JKJK LMNM ODPD QRSR TUVU LWXW YZA2Z B2C2FC2 D2E2XM

A night of storm and wind and rainA
Tall trees bowing beneath the blastB
That shakes and rattles the window paneA
And a thunderous roar as the creek goes pastB
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Inside there a pictures and flowers and booksC
And a slim girl wife with shingled hairD
The lamplight glimmers on cosy nooksC
And Desmond Keene in his easy chairD
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Thanks God for home and the days toil o erE
When on the verandah a tramp of feetF
A frenzied knock on the kitchen doorG
Wondering he goes a neighbour to greetF
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The missus is dyin poor Simpson saysH
Down in the orspital sent for meI
I gathered the kids and brought em ereD
I thought your missus might mind em seeI
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Mind them of course and I ll go with youJ
You ll need a mate on a night like thisK
And soon the neighbours are battling throughJ
Young Desmond cheered by his wife s last kissK
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For this is the way of the bush my friendsL
Neighbourly service prompt at needM
Freely given and freely soughtN
For the bush recks nothing of caste or creedM
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And the young wife s hands are steady and firmO
Though here soft lips tremble in voiceless prayerD
As she smooths the wet and tangled curlsP
Of the young ones left in her gentle careD
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There s a solemn hush in the hospital wardQ
Where a grey haired bushman bends in woeR
Over the toil worn face of oneS
Who has come to the journey we all must goR
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But Mother still has a smile for himT
And the kind grey eyes show a soul at restU
While the poor thin hands that have toiled so longV
Lie idly now on her quiet breastU
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For this is the way of the bush my friendsL
To struggle and strive year out year inW
And often to die and leave it allX
When the lean years end and the good beginW
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They brought her back to the home she lovedY
And the neighbours came for miles aroundZ
There were cars and buggies and horses rangedA2
Round the rough rail fence of the burying groundZ
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They smothered the children with gifts and tearsB2
In the way of the bush that is dear to GodC2
And their homely kindness was pure and sweetF
As the flowers they placed on the new turned sodC2
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Courage and patience and sturdy toilD2
And kindness unstinted in others needsE2
How the God that made them must love them allX
For the way of the bush is His way indeedM

Alice Guerin Crist



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