A Cento

                                                           Robert W Service (1874 - 1958)

Image: From Google images

Note 1:  Sam at d’Verse hosted Form for All Collage and Art of the Cento where we are
to incorporate parts of poems of others and create one other. I had chosen  poems from Canada’s Robert W Service. I’m enthralled by his liking to maintain the end rhymes in his poems 

Note 2:  I elected to incorporate a whole stanza to alternate with mine  ( mine in italics )

Why should I be the first to fall

Of all the leaves on this old tree?

Though sadly soon I know that all

Will lose their hold and follow me

                                  (Fallen Leaves)

The realization upon hitting the ground

Bewildered all there is for one to bear

For all the love, the hurts, the frowns

Will not obliterate the will and dare

And if you've both, well then I'm sure

You ought to sing the whole day long

It doesn't matter if you're poor

With these to make divine your song

                                  (Home and Love)

And one will gladly be made aware

In line of friendship so sincere and true

Feelings of love forever to share

Discard the disdains of depressions so blue

In every throbbing vein of me

I'll feel the vast Earth-call;

O body, heart and brain of me

 Praise Him who made it all!

                        (A Rolling Stone)

Can it be extended all but with a plea

Long made before the curtain falls

Tread a little lest it should revive and flee

Shrouded and hidden a face so small

Note 4:  From his 3 poems  - Fallen Leaves, Home and Love and A Rolling Stone