Poetic Openings : Robert William Service to Robert William Service

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Rocking-chair : First Line : When I am old and worse for wear
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Room : First Line : I think the things I own and love
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Son : First Line : I must not let my boy Dick down,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Suicide : First Line : I’ve often wondered why
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Tails : First Line : I haven’t worn my evening dress

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Trinity : First Line : For all good friends who care to read,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Twins : First Line : Of twin daughters I’m the mother—
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Typewriter : First Line : I used to think a pot of ink
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My Vineyard : First Line : To me at night the stars are vocal.
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : My White Mouse : First Line : At dusk I saw a craintive mouse