Some Mother's Boy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDB EEFF GHII JJKK LLDD MNOO PEDD QQFF LLRR SSTT UVWW SXYZ

The battle cry is sounding loud a bugle calls to armA
The hills and dales are clouded o'er troops gather in alarmA
With winds is mingled sighing prayer from many a sinking braveB
A youth obeying duty's call a life his country gaveB
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A soldier boy's dying cry is heard amid the roarC
Of battle strife surround with slain he falls to rise no moreC
Some mother's boy it matters not if clad in blue or grayD
If fighting for the right or wrong is hurried to his graveB
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Amid the beats of drum and fife his pillow but a sodE
With folded hands and marble brow his soul returns to GodE
Some mother's boy is resting where the lonely willows weepF
And voices waft with waving trees while angels watch him sleepF
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Now comes along the highway a dusty tramp forlornG
A tattered coat conceals beneath a bent and aged formH
With hardened weary visage a bell he faintly ringsI
The air is rent with pitying notes an angel softly singsI
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Upon this frozen nature no love for years has shownJ
His life is made of cruel words and knows no kindly toneJ
And could you see into his past as mother clasped her boyK
He then was innocent and fair her pride her hope her joyK
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She never dreamed her darling child a weary tramp would beL
For o'er his tasks or youthful sports he laughed in childish gleeL
Perhaps he sinned but O forget for suffering must repayD
And someone's boy has now become wretched old and grayD
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Within a large and gilded hall a revel wild is heldM
The sound of oaths and laughter loud upon the breezes swellN
A man is seen with bloated face come reeling to the streetsO
He turns his fierce and lurid eyes as friends he loudly greetsO
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Some mother's boy has fallen low we hear the broken sobP
Of angels who have watched for years his footsteps turn from GodE
Someone's prayers have oft been made o'er him in childhood's dayD
When rocked in love he knew no wrong a smiling infant layD
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Some mother's tears have freely flowed and lonely vigils keptQ
Some mother's heart has often bled while others coldly sleptQ
Some mother suffers for the wrong and angels sadly weepF
Whene'er some careless wayward son has sown what he must reapF
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A scaffold high with spreading arms on yonder height we seeL
It waits to take its victim's life exulting cruellyL
While zephyr's blow birds hover o'er a soul in dire distressR
With troubled gaze breathes out a prayer Will God attend and blessR
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What matter if he's clothed in sin what matter if he's wildS
In foulest guilt Remember that he is somebody's childS
We cannot tell how hard he strove to shun temptation's snareT
How often on his mother's breast he wept in his despairT
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How oft her lips had softly pressed his dimpled infant cheekU
How oft her hand in love caressed the sinless baby feetV
Then strangers pause and listen well so might your own have beenW
But Christ can freely pardon all though scarlet be his sinW
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Some mother's boy The sweet refrain is breathed in accents mildS
Some mother's boy If bent and gray if pure or all deniedX
Some mother's boy Soft bells repeat in sad and sweetest chimeY
Some mother's boy A mother sighs perhaps he may be mineZ

Mary Alice Walton



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