Our Garden. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ EEKKBBLLMMNNOOPPQRSS TTEEEUVOOWWEELLXYFF ZZA2A2

The winter is gone and at first Jack and I were sadA
Because of the snow man's melting but now we are gladA
For the spring has come and it's warm and we're allowed to garden in the afternoonB
And summer is coming and oh how lovely our flowers will be in JuneB
We are so fond of flowers it makes us quite happy to thinkC
Of our beds all colours blue white yellow purple and pinkC
Scarlet lilac and crimson And we're fond of sweet scents as wellD
And mean to have pinks roses sweet peas mignonette clove carnations musk and everything good to smellD
Lavender rosemary and we should like a lemon scented verbena and a big myrtle treeE
And then if we could get an old preserved ginger pot and some bay salt we could make pot pourriE
Jack and I have a garden though it's not so large as the big one you knowF
But whatever can be got to grow in a garden we mean to growF
We've got Bachelor's Buttons and London Pride and Old Man and everything that's niceG
And last year Jack sowed green peas for our dolls' dinners but they were eaten up by the miceG
And he would plant potatoes in furrows which made the garden in a messH
So this year we mean to have no kitchen garden but mustard and cressH
One of us plants and the other waters but Jack likes the watering potI
And then when my turn comes to water he says it's too hotI
We sometimes quarrel about the garden and once Jack hit me with the spadeJ
So we settled to divide it in two by a path up the middle and that's madeJ
We want some yellow sand now to make the walk pretty but there's none about hereE
So we mean to get some in the old carpet bag if we go to the seaside this yearE
On Monday we went to the wood and got primrose plants and a sucker of a dog roseK
It looks like a green stick in the middle of the bed at present but wait till it blowsK
The primroses were in full flower and the rose ought to flower soonB
You've no idea how lovely they are in that wood in JuneB
The primroses look quite withered now I am sorry to sayL
But that is not our fault but Nurse's and it shows how hard it is to garden when you can't have your own wayL
We planted them carefully and were just going to water them all in a lumpM
When Nurse fetched us both indoors and put us to bed for wetting our pinafores at the pumpM
It's very hard and I'm sure the gardener's plants wouldn't grow any better than oursN
If Nurse fetched him in and sent him to bed just when he was going to water his flowersN
We've got Blue Nemophila and Mignonette and Venus's Looking glass and many other seedsO
The Nemophila comes up spotted which is how we know it from the weedsO
At least it's sure to come up if the hens haven't scratched it up firstP
But when it is up the cats roll on it and that is the worstP
I sowed a ring of sweet peas and the last time I looked they were coming nicely onQ
Just sprouting white and I put them safely back but when Jack looked he found they were goneR
Jack made a great many cuttings but he has had rather bad luckS
I've looked at them every day myself and not one of them has struckS
The gardener gave me a fine moss rose but Jack took it to his sideT
I kept moving it back but he took it again and at last it diedT
But now we've settled to dig up the path and have the bed as it was beforeE
So everything will belong to us both and we shan't ever quarrel any moreE
It is such a long time too to wait for the sand and perhaps sea sand does best on the shoreE
We're going to take everything up for it can't hurt the plants to stand on the grass for a minuteU
And you really can't possibly rake a bed smooth with so many things in itV
We shall dig it all over and get leaf mould from the wood and hoe up the weedsO
And when it's tidy we shall plant and put labels and strike cuttings and sow seedsO
We are so fond of flowers Jack and I often dream at nightW
Of getting up and finding our garden ablaze with all colours blue red yellow and whiteW
And Midsummer's coming and big brother Tom will sit under the treeE
With his book and Mary will beg sweet nosegays of Jack and meE
The worst is we often start for the seaside about Midsummer DayL
And no one takes care of our gardens whilst we are awayL
But if we sow lots of seeds and take plenty of cuttings before we leave homeX
When we come back our flowers will be all in full bloomY
Bright bright sunshine above and sweet sweet flowers belowF
Come oh Midsummer quickly come and go quickly Midsummer goF
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P S It is so tiresome Jack wants to build a green house nowZ
He has found some bits of broken glass and an old window frame and he says he knows howZ
I tell him there's not glass enough but he says there's lotsA2
And he's taken all the plants that belong to the bed and put them in potsA2

Juliana Horatia Ewing



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