Spring In The Trenches Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDED FFGG HIJI KKLL MNON PPQQ RSTS

It's coming time for planting in that little patch of groundA
Where the lad and I made merry as he followed me aroundA
The sun is getting higher and the skies above are blueB
And I'm hungry for the garden and I wish the war were throughB
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But it's tramp tramp trampC
And it's never look behindD
And when you see a stranger's kidsE
Pretend that you are blindD
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The spring is coming back again the birds begin to mateF
The skies are full of kindness but the world is full of hateF
And it's I that should be bending now in peace above the soilG
With laughing eyes and little hands about to bless the toilG
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But it's fight fight fightH
And it's charge at double quickI
A soldier thinking thoughts of homeJ
Is one more soldier sickI
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Last year I brought the bulbs to bloom and saw the roses budK
This year I'm ankle deep in mire and most of it is bloodK
Last year the mother in the door was glad as she could beL
To day her heart is full of pain and mine is hurting meL
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But it's shoot shoot shootM
And when the bullets hissN
Don't let the tears fill up your eyesO
For weeping soldiers missN
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Oh who will tend the roses now and who will sow the seedsP
And who will do the heavy work the little garden needsP
And who will tell the lad of mine the things he wants to knowQ
And take his hand and lead him round the paths we used to goQ
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For it's charge charge chargeR
And it's face the foe once moreS
Forget the things you love the mostT
And keep your mind on warS

Edgar Albert Guest



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