The story is very nice and it was a good choice to relate it in a four line format with the rhyme scheme of a - b - c - b, and I really liked some of your slant rhymes, but the rhythm and meter were very disturbed throughout due to constantly changing and unparalleled syllabic counts. This made it difficult to read in places and disturbed the natural flow you set at the beginning of the poem.
I recommend that you maintain the flow of the language throughout to improve this poem dramatically.
Below I have posted the beginning section of your poem followed by the syllabic count of each line. You can see that the count varies greatly and loses the flow and uniformity of language that would strengthen this piece.
Following that I have shown you an example of how to make the syllabic counts work together to improve the flow of the entire piece. You can rework it yourself and change it as you see fit, the example is just shown for illustrative purposes. If you read both selections through quickly, I think you will clearly see the improvement made by making the syllabic counts equal.
"Boots of Bellfonte"
A very nice man, and a beautiful woman, = 12
would walk by my porch each day. = 7
They tried to keep up, with a cute little pup, = 11
that dragged them along the way. = 7
I'd sit on my porch, of this now vacant house, = 11
wondering why I was left behind. = 9
And I 'd watch those kind people, who would wave and smile, = 13
as their dog would hurry them by. = 8
He wanted that squirrel; the one I would watch everyday. = 14
As it scurried up the telephone pole. = 10
And I'd grin to myself, as their cute little dog, = 12
whirled in circles thinking he went down a hole. = 11
,I could have walked over, and told him, " look up", = 11
But then again there was not much I could say. = 11
So I just sat and watched, the comedy unfold, = 12
as they both yelled, "Sammy, he went this way." = 10
One day I waited, to see them all come by, = 11
with little Sammy leading the way. = 9
I think today , I'll tell them who I am, = 10
if I can only remember my name. = 10
So I sat up and looked, toward the top of the street, = 12
"they should be here any minute." = 8
But my stomach growled, from nothing to eat, = 10
it was days since anything was in it. = 10
Just then appeared a familiar face, = 9
in a car I had seen before. = 8
So I walked on over, across the street, = 10
as he opened up the door. = 7
He called out to me, in a silly shrill voice. = 11
"Hey Bootsey, I have something here for you." = 10
And he shook the bag, = 5
until it made lots of noise, I knew it had to be something good. = 16
It was the nice man, who would walk with the girl, = 11
that lived at the top of the street. = 8
The one with the dog, that would drag them along, = 11
while I laughed as they hurried their feet. = 9
TRANSFORMED WITH SYLLABIC CONGRUITY
A very nice man, and beautiful woman, = 11
would walk by my porch every day. = 8
They tried to keep up, with a cute little pup, = 11
as he dragged them along the way. = 8
I'd sit on the porch, of this now vacant house, = 11
bemused how I got left behind, = 8
And those two kind people, would wave and smile, = 11
as their dog would hurry them by. = 8
He wanted the squirrel I watched everyday = 11
Scurry up the telephone pole. = 8
I'd grin to myself as that cute little dog, = 11
spun round like it slipped down a hole. = 8
I could have walked over, and told him, "look up", = 11
There just wasn't much I could say. = 8
I quietly watched the comedy unfold = 11
They'd yell, "Sammy, he went this way." = 8
One day I waited for them all to come by, = 11
little Sammy leading the way, = 8
It was the day I would tell them just who I am, = 11
if I could remember my name. = 8
Again, this is just an example or illustration of how to do this. The real reworking is up to you. Enjoy.
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