The Little Hurts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


Every night she runs to meA
With a bandaged arm or a bandaged kneeA
A stone bruised heel or a swollen browB
And in sorrowful tones she tells me howB
She fell and 'hurted herse'f to day'C
While she was having the 'bestest play 'D
And I take her up in my arms and kissE
The new little wounds and whisper thisE
'Oh you must be careful my little oneF
You mustn't get hurt while your daddy's goneG
For every cut with its ache and smartC
Leaves another bruise on your daddy's heart '-
Every night I must stoop to seeA
The fresh little cuts on her arm or kneeA
The little hurts that have marred her playH
And brought the tears on a happy dayH
For the path of childhood is oft besetC
With care and trouble and things that fretC
Oh little girl when you older growI
Far greater hurts than these you'll knowI
Greater bruises will bring your tearsJ
Around the bend of the lane of yearsK
But come to your daddy with them at nightC
And he'll do his best to make all things rightC

Edgar Albert Guest


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millicent okello: I love this poem. As old as I May be now,???? it reflects on my life.
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