At The Sick Children's Hospital Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFEEGGHHIJ KKLLMMNNKKOO PPQREEDDMMPPSSTTUUMM V| A little crippled figure two big pathetic eyes | A |
| A face that looked unchildish so wan it was and wise | A |
| I watched her as the homesick tears came chasing down each cheek | B |
| I had to come she whispered low I was so tired and weak | B |
| My spine you know I used to be so strong and tall and straight | C |
| I went to school and learned to read and write upon a slate | C |
| And add up figures such a lot and play with all my might | D |
| Until I hurt my back since then I just ache day and night | D |
| 'Tis most a year since I could stand or walk around at all | E |
| All I am good for now you see is just to cry and crawl | E |
| Poor pale faced thing there came to us the laughter gay and sweet | F |
| Of little ones let out from school the sound of flying feet | F |
| She listened for a moment then turned her to the wall | E |
| To hide the tears Oh me she cried I'm tired of it all | E |
| I feel so hurt and useless why can't I run about | G |
| As others do Some day please God you will I said but doubt | G |
| Was in the eyes she turned on mine and doubt was in her tone | H |
| Perhaps she faltered then the pain grew harsh the plaintive moan | H |
| Smote sharply on my heart I knew she had but lately come | I |
| From mother's care and father's love and all the joys of home | J |
| I wished I'd lived on earth she sobbed a long long time ago | K |
| When Jesus came at eventide because He loved folks so | K |
| And just by stretching out His hand made all the sick folks well | L |
| If it were now oh wouldn't I creep close to Him and tell | L |
| All that I wanted Him to do I'd kneel down low and say | M |
| 'It is my back dear Jesus please cure it right away | M |
| I'm tired of being weak and sick I want to jump and run | N |
| And play at games and laugh out loud and have such heaps of fun | N |
| Be good to your poor crippled girl ' and He would touch me so | K |
| And every atom of the pain and crookedness would go | K |
| I held her close and kissed her and soothed her off to rest | O |
| So frail she was so homesick for the ones she loved the best | O |
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| But yesterday I saw her and would have passed her by | P |
| Had I not caught the greeting smile the glance so bright and shy | P |
| Can this be you I questioned She laughed O yes I thought | Q |
| You'd hardly know me when you came I've changed oh such a lot | R |
| For see how tall and straight I am My back don't hurt at all | E |
| And I can stand and I can walk I never have to crawl | E |
| I'll tell you it's a secret I raced with nurse last night | D |
| Just think of it I raced and won and then in sheer delight | D |
| She laughed so loudly and so long the nurse looked in to say | M |
| Is not this little girl of ours quite boisterous to day | M |
| They are so good to me she said I know I'll want to cry | P |
| When I start off for home next week and have to say good bye | P |
| What if I hadn't come at all the sweet blue eyes grew wet | S |
| My back would ache and throb and hurt I'd be a cripple yet | S |
| For folks as poor as my folks are they haven't much to spare | T |
| For nurse's bills and doctor's bills and all but won't they stare | T |
| When I go home red cheeked and straight and fat as I can be | U |
| My daddy he will never take his dear eyes off of me | U |
| My mamma she will cry some tears and bend her head and pray | M |
| While all the others kiss and hug then I can hear her say | M |
| 'Give me my girlie she's been gone so many long months five ' | - |
| And hold me close oh I will be the gladdest thing alive | V |
Jean Blewett
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