Father's Letter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEE FFGGHHII JJKKLLGG JJMMNNOO MMCBPPQQ OOM RR O SSTTUUV| I 'm going to write a letter to our oldest boy who went | A |
| Out West last spring to practise law and run for president | A |
| I 'll tell him all the gossip I guess he 'd like to hear | B |
| For he has n't seen the home folks for going on a year | C |
| Most generally it 's Marthy does the writing but as she | D |
| Is suffering with a felon why the job devolves on me | D |
| So when the supper things are done and put away to night | E |
| I 'll draw my boots and shed my coat and settle down to write | E |
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| I 'll tell him crops are looking up with prospects big for corn | F |
| That fooling with the barnyard gate the off ox hurt his horn | F |
| That the Templar lodge is doing well Tim Bennett joined last week | G |
| When the prohibition candidate for Congress came to speak | G |
| That the old gray woodchuck 's living still down in the pasture lot | H |
| A wondering what 's become of little William like as not | H |
| Oh yes there 's lots of pleasant things and no bad news to tell | I |
| Except that old Bill Graves was sick but now he 's up and well | I |
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| Cy Cooper says but I 'll not pass my word that it is so | J |
| For Cy he is some punkins on spinning yarns you know | J |
| He says that since the freshet the pickerel are so thick | K |
| In Baker's pond you can wade in and kill 'em with a stick | K |
| The Hubbard girls are teaching school and Widow Cutler's Bill | L |
| Has taken Eli Baxter's place in Luther Eastman's mill | L |
| Old Deacon Skinner's dog licked Deacon Howard's dog last week | G |
| And now there are two lambkins in one flock that will not speak | G |
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| The yellow rooster froze his feet a wadin' through the snow | J |
| And now he leans ag'in' the fence when he starts in to crow | J |
| The chestnut colt that was so skittish when he went away | M |
| I 've broke him to the sulky and I drive him every day | M |
| We 've got pink window curtains for the front spare room upstairs | N |
| And Lizzie's made new covers for the parlor lounge and chairs | N |
| We 've roofed the barn and braced the elm that has the hangbird's nest | O |
| Oh there 's been lots of changes since our William went out West | O |
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| Old Uncle Enos Packard is getting mighty gay | M |
| He gave Miss Susan Birchard a peach the other day | M |
| His late lamented Sarah hain't been buried quite a year | C |
| So his purring 'round Miss Susan causes criticism here | B |
| At the last donation party the minister opined | P |
| That if he 'd half suspicioned what was coming he 'd resigned | P |
| For though they brought him slippers like he was a centipede | Q |
| His pantry was depleted by the consequential feed | Q |
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| These are the things I 'll write him our boy that 's in the West | O |
| And I 'll tell him how we miss him his mother and the rest | O |
| Why we never have an apple pie that mother does n't say | M |
| 'He liked it so I wish that he could have a piece to day ' | - |
| I 'll tell him we are prospering and hope he is the same | R |
| That we hope he 'll have no trouble getting on to wealth and fame | R |
| And just before I write 'good by from father and the rest ' | - |
| I 'll say that 'mother sends her love ' and that will please him best | O |
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| For when I went away from home the weekly news I heard | S |
| Was nothing to the tenderness I found in that one word | S |
| The sacred name of mother why even now as then | T |
| The thought brings back the saintly face the gracious love again | T |
| And in my bosom seems to come a peace that is divine | U |
| As if an angel spirit communed awhile with mine | U |
| And one man's heart is strengthened by the message from above | V |
| And earth seems nearer heaven when 'mother sends her love ' | - |
Eugene Field
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