The Little Bird Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEEFFGHF IJKJLMLMNNFFO F PQPQLRLRJJFFS F| The father sits in his lonely room | A |
| Outside sings a little bird | B |
| But the shadows are laden with death and gloom | A |
| And the song is all unheard | B |
| The father's heart is the home of sorrow | C |
| His breast is the seat of grief | D |
| Who will hunt the paper for him on the morrow | C |
| Who will bring him sweet relief | D |
| From wearing his thoughts with innocent chat | E |
| Who will find his slippers and bring his hat | E |
| Still the little bird sings | F |
| And flutters her wings | F |
| The refrain of her song is 'Gos knows best | G |
| He giveth His little children rest ' | H |
| What can she know of these sorrowful things | F |
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| The mother sits by the desolate hearth | I |
| And weeps o'er a vacant chair | J |
| Sorrow has taken the place of mirth | K |
| Joy has resigned to despair | J |
| Bitter the cup the mother is drinking | L |
| So bitter the tear drops start | M |
| Sad are the thoughts the mother is thinking | L |
| Oh they will break her heart | M |
| Who will on errands and romp and play | N |
| And mimic the robins the livelong day | N |
| Still the little bird sings | F |
| And flutters her wings | F |
| 'God reigns in heaven and He will keep | O |
| The dear little children that fall asleep ' | - |
| What can she know of these sorrowful things | F |
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| Grandmother sits by the open door | P |
| And her tears fall down like rain | Q |
| Was there ever a household so sad before | P |
| Will it ever be glad agaiin | Q |
| Many unwelcome thoughts come flitting | L |
| Into the granddame's mind | R |
| Who will take up the stitches she drops in knitting | L |
| Who will her snuff box find | R |
| Who'll bring her glasses and wheel her chair | J |
| And tie her kerchief and comb her hair | J |
| Still the little bird sings | F |
| And flutters her wings | F |
| 'God above doeth all things well | S |
| I sang it the same when my nestlings fell ' | - |
| Ah this knows the bird of these sorrowful things | F |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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