What I Call Living Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC AADDEEF FGGHH| The miser thinks he's living when he's hoarding up his gold | A |
| The soldier calls it living when he's doing something bold | A |
| The sailor thinks it living to be tossed upon the sea | B |
| And upon this vital subject no two of us agree | B |
| But I hold to the opinion as I walk my way along | C |
| That living's made of laughter and good fellowship and song | C |
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| I wouldn't call it living always to be seeking gold | A |
| To bank all the present gladness for the days when I'll be old | A |
| I wouldn't call it living to spend all my strength for fame | D |
| And forego the many pleasures which to day are mine to claim | D |
| I wouldn't for the splendor of the world set out to roam | E |
| And forsake my laughing children and the peace I know at home | E |
| Oh the thing that I call living isn't gold or fame at all | F |
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| It's good fellowship and sunshine and it's roses by the wall | F |
| It's evenings glad with music and a hearth fire that's ablaze | G |
| And the joys which come to mortals in a thousand different ways | G |
| It is laughter and contentment and the struggle for a goal | H |
| It is everything that's needful in the shaping of a soul | H |
Edgar Albert Guest
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