My Room Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFGFHIHI JKJLJMJM

I think the things I own and loveA
Acquire a sense of meB
That gives them value far aboveA
The worth that others seeB
My chattels are of me a partC
This chair on which I sitD
Would break its overstuffed old heartC
If I made junk of itD
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To humble needs with which I liveE
My books my desk my bedF
A personality I giveG
They'll lose when I am deadF
Sometimes on entering my roomH
They look at me with fearI
As if they had a sense of doomH
Inevitably nearI
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Yet haply since they do not dieJ
In them will linger onK
Some of the spirit that was IJ
When I am goneL
And maybe some sweet soul will sighJ
And stroke with tender touchM
The things I loved and even cryJ
A little not too muchM

Robert William Service



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