The Responsibility Of Fatherhood Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FGFGHIHI DJDJACAC JDJDBKBK HIHIDLDL| BEFORE you came my little lad | A |
| I used to think that I was good | B |
| Some vicious habits too I had | A |
| But wouldn't change them if I could | B |
| I held my head up high and said | C |
| 'I'm all that I have need to be | D |
| It matters not what path I tread ' | E |
| But that was ere you came to me | D |
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| I treated lightly sacred things | F |
| And went my way in search of fun | G |
| Upon myself I kept no strings | F |
| And gave no heed to folly done | G |
| I gave myself up to the fight | H |
| For worldly wealth and earthly fame | I |
| And sought advantage wrong or right | H |
| But that was long before you came | I |
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| But now you sit across from me | D |
| Your big brown eyes are opened wide | J |
| And every deed I do you see | D |
| And O I dare hot step aside | J |
| I've shaken loose from habits bad | A |
| And what is wrong I've come to dread | C |
| Because I know my little lad | A |
| That you will follow where I tread | C |
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| I want those eyes to glow with pride | J |
| In me I want those eyes to see | D |
| The while we wander side by side | J |
| The sort of man I'd have you be | D |
| And so I'm striving to be good | B |
| With all my might that you may know | K |
| When this great world is understood | B |
| What pleasures are worth while below | K |
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| I see life in a different light | H |
| From what I did before you came | I |
| Then anything that pleased seemed right | H |
| But you are here to bear my name | I |
| And you are looking up to me | D |
| With those big eyes from day to day | L |
| And I'm determined not to be | D |
| The means of leading you astray | L |
Edgar Albert Guest
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