Out Of Doors Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDEFGGHH IIJJKKLLMMNN IIOOPPQQDDRR SSTTUUVVLLWW| they wore | A |
| The winter caps that covered ears | B |
| Are put away and no more tears | C |
| Are shed because they cannot go | D |
| Until they're bundled up just so | D |
| No more she wonders when they're gone | E |
| If they have put their rubbers on | F |
| No longer are they hourly told | G |
| To guard themselves against a cold | G |
| Bareheaded now they romp and run | H |
| Warmed only by the kindly sun | H |
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| She's put their heavy clothes away | I |
| And turned the children out to play | I |
| And all the morning long they race | J |
| Like madcaps round about the place | J |
| The robins on the fences sing | K |
| A gayer song of welcoming | K |
| And seems as though they had a share | L |
| In all the fun they're having there | L |
| The wrens and sparrows twitter too | M |
| A louder and a noisier crew | M |
| As though it pleased them all to see | N |
| The youngsters out of doors and free | N |
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| Outdoors they scamper to their play | I |
| With merry din the livelong day | I |
| And hungrily they jostle in | O |
| The favor of the maid to win | O |
| Then armed with cookies or with cake | P |
| Their way into the yard they make | P |
| And every feathered playmate comes | Q |
| To gather up his share of crumbs | Q |
| The finest garden that I know | D |
| Is one where little children grow | D |
| Where cheeks turn brown and eyes are bright | R |
| And all is laughter and delight | R |
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| Oh you may brag of gardens fine | S |
| But let the children race in mine | S |
| And let the roses white and red | T |
| Make gay the ground whereon they tread | T |
| And who for bloom perfection seeks | U |
| Should mark the color on their cheeks | U |
| No music that the robin spouts | V |
| Is equal to their merry shouts | V |
| There is no foliage to compare | L |
| With youngsters' sun kissed tousled hair | L |
| Spring's greatest joy beyond a doubt | W |
| Is when it brings the children out | W |
Edgar Albert Guest
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