Her Letter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD AEAEFGFG EHEHCDCD

I'm taking pen in hand this night and hard it is for meA
My poor old fingers tremble so my hand is stiff and slowB
And even with my glasses on I'm troubled sore to seeA
You'd little know your mother boy you'd little little knowB
You mind how brisk and bright I was how straight and trim and smartC
'Tis weariful I am the now and bent and frail and greyD
I'm waiting at the road's end lad and all that's in my heartC
Is just to see my boy again before I'm called awayD
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Oh well I mind the sorry day you crossed the gurly seaA
'Twas like the heart was torn from me a waeful wife was IE
You said that you'd be home again in two years maybe threeA
But nigh a score of years have gone and still the years go byE
I know it's cruel hard for you you've bairnies of your ownF
I know the siller's hard to win and folks have used you illG
But oh think of your mother lad that's waiting by her loneF
And even if you canna come just write and say you willG
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Aye even though there's little hope just promise that you'll tryE
It's weary weary waiting lad just say you'll come next yearH
I'm thinking there will be no 'next' I'm thinking soon I'll lieE
With all the ones I've laid away but oh the hope will cheerH
You know you're all that's left to me and we are seas apartC
But if you'll only say you'll come then will I hope and prayD
I'm waiting by the grave side lad and all that's in my heartC
Is just to see my boy again before I'm called awayD

Robert Service



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