Question

Indian Weavers
Weavers, weaving at break of day,
Why do you weave a garment so gay?......
Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,
We weave the robes of a new-born child.
Weavers, weaving at fall of night,
Why do you weave a garment so bright?........
Like the plumes of a peacock, purple and green,
We weave the marriage-veils of a queen.
Weavers, weaving solemn and still,
What do you weave in the moonlight chill...
White as a feather and white as a cloud,
We weave a dead man's funeral shroud.
Sarojini Naidu​

Answer 1

AABB is the rhyme scheme of the poem Indian Weavers.

Answer 2

Answer:

good hm I know me too well but you are a great person to work for women