Happiness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF GHIJB AFKLMNOF POQB ARHO NSA B A

There are so many little things that make life beautifulA
I can recall a day in early youth when I was longing for happinessB
Toward the western hills I gazed watching for its approachC
The hills lay between me and the setting sun and over them led a highwayD
When some traveller crossed the hill always a fine grey dust rose cloudless against the skyE
The traveller I could not distinguish but the dust cloud I could seeF
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And the dust cloud seemed formed of hopes and possibilities each speck an embryo eventG
At sunset when the skies were fair the dust cloud grew radiant and shone with visionsH
The happiness for which I waited came not to me adown that western slopeI
But now I can recall the cloud of golden dust the sunset and the highway leading over the hillJ
The wonderful hope and expectancy of my heart the visions of youth in my eyes and I know this was happinessB
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There are so many little things that make life beautifulA
I can recall another day when I rebelled at life's monotonyF
Everywhere about me was the commonplace and nothing seemed to happenK
Each day was like its yesterday and to morrow gave no promise of changeL
My young heart rose rebellious in my breast and I ran aimlessly into the sunlight the glowing sunlight of JuneM
I sent out a dumb cry to Fate demanding larger joys and more delightN
I ran blindly into a field of blooming cloverO
It was breast high and billowed about me like rose red waves of a fragrant seaF
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The bees were singing above it and their little brown bodies were loaded with honey dew extracted from the clover blossomsP
The sun reeled in the heavens dizzy with its own splendourO
The day went into night without bringing any new event to change my lifeQ
But now I recall the field of blooming clover and the honey laden bees the glorious June sunlight and the passion of youth in my heart and I know that was happinessB
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There are so many little things that make life beautifulA
Yesterday a failure stared me in the face where I had thought to welcome proud successR
There was no radiant cloud of dust against the western sky and no clover field lying fragrant under mid June sunsH
Neither was youth with me any moreO
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But under the vines that clung against my walls a flock of birds sought shelter just at twilightN
And standing at my casement I could hear the twitter of their voices and the soft sweet flutter of their wingsS
Then over me there fell a sense of peace and calm and love for all created things and trust illimitableA
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And that I knew was happinessB
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There are so many little things to make life beautifulA

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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