Winding The Clock Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHH

When I was but a little lad my old Grandfather saidA
That none should wind the clock but he and so at time for bedA
He'd fumble for the curious key kept high upon the shelfB
And set aside that little task entirely for himselfB
In time Grandfather passed away and so that duty fellC
Unto my Father who performed the weekly custom wellC
He held that clocks were not to be by careless persons woundD
And he alone should turn the key or move the hands aroundD
I envied him that little task and wished that I might beE
The one to be entrusted with the turning of the keyE
But year by year the clock was his exclusive bit of careF
Until the day the angels came and smoothed his silver hairF
To day the task is mine to do like those who've gone beforeG
I am a jealous guardian of that round and glassy doorG
And 'til at my chamber door God's messenger shall knockH
To me alone shall be reserved the right to wind the clockH

Edgar Albert Guest



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