The Happiest Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE DDFFGGHHII JKLLMMDDNN OOPPQQRRII FFSSAATTUUYou do not know it little man | A |
In your summer coat of tan | A |
And your legs bereft of hose | B |
And your peeling sunburned nose | B |
With a stone bruise on your toe | C |
Almost limping as you go | C |
Running on your way to play | D |
Through another summer day | D |
Friend of birds and streams and trees | E |
That your happiest days are these | E |
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Little do you think to day | D |
As you hurry to your play | D |
That a lot of us grown old | F |
In the chase for fame and gold | F |
Watch you as you pass along | G |
Gayly whistling bits of song | G |
And in envy sit and dream | H |
Of a long neglected stream | H |
Where long buried are the joys | I |
We possessed when we were boys | I |
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Little chap you cannot guess | J |
All your sum of happiness | K |
Little value do you place | L |
On your sunburned freckled face | L |
And if some shrewd fairy came | M |
Offering sums of gold and fame | M |
For your summer days of play | D |
You would barter them away | D |
And believe that you had made | N |
There and then a clever trade | N |
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Time was we were boys like you | O |
Bare of foot and sunburned too | O |
And like you we never guessed | P |
All the riches we possessed | P |
We'd have traded them back then | Q |
For the hollow joys of men | Q |
We'd have given them all to be | R |
Rich and wise and forty three | R |
For life never teaches boys | I |
Just how precious are their joys | I |
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Youth has fled and we are old | F |
Some of us have fame and gold | F |
Some of us are sorely scarred | S |
For the way of age is hard | S |
And we envy little man | A |
You your splendid coat of tan | A |
Envy you your treasures rare | T |
Hours of joy beyond compare | T |
For we know by teaching stern | U |
All that some day you must learn | U |
Edgar Albert Guest
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