My Grandfather Was A Farmer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE BFGH IJKL IMNOB BPQNP RLSTPU V| I was still a little girl | A |
| When my grandfather taught me | B |
| How to care and till our land | C |
| To produce the vital things | D |
| That nourish life | E |
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| How wonderful to see | B |
| From sunrise to sunset | F |
| Large tracts of brown | G |
| Covered with gold and green | H |
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| Sometimes I played with the soil | I |
| Fiddled and molded | J |
| The way a craftsman | K |
| Worked on the clay | L |
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| We planted seeds in rich soil | I |
| But sometimes the wind and rain | M |
| Played with them | N |
| Some shoot up wild | O |
| Others have grown healthy | B |
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| My grandfather earnestly | B |
| Transferred wild ones | P |
| To more suitable beds | Q |
| Attached rods on them | N |
| And mixed with the good ones | P |
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| How amazing to take | R |
| A glimpse everyday | L |
| How the wild ones continued to grow | S |
| As straight as the rod | T |
| And sturdy as the healthy ones | P |
| Some have grown even better | U |
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| Copyright Rose Marie Juan Austin All Rights Reserved | V |
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