To My Mother In Canada, From Sick-bed In Italy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCB DEDEFFE GHGHIIH

Dear mother from the sure sun and warm seasA
Of Italy I sick remember nowB
What sometimes is forgot in times of easeA
Our love the always felt but unspoken vowB
So send I beckoning hands from here to thereC
And kiss your black once now white thin grown hairC
And your stooped small shoulder and pinched browB
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Here mother there is sunshine every dayD
It warms the bones and breathes upon the heartE
But you I see out plod a little wayD
Bitten with cold your cheeks and fingers smartE
Would you were here we might in temples lieF
And look from azure into azure skyF
And paradise achieve slipping death's partE
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But now 'tis time for sleep I think no speechG
There needs to pass between us what we meanH
For we soul venturing mingle each with eachG
So mother pass across the world unseenH
And share in me some wished for dream in youI
For so brings destiny her pledges trueI
The mother withered in the son grown greenH

Frank James Prewett



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