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Free Verse Personification Poem- Sorrow Of Me
When sunsets for night sorrow drifts in, whispering through the trees.
Her gown flutters through the air as she glides over me.
Setting quietness throughout the land,
In a dangerious whisper that gave me shivers.
The despair settled over me, as her calming deadly wrath,
Wrapped me in a blanket of sadness.
Through a child's eyes, falling leaves are a delight,
colours of joy, not one bit of spite.
A walk in the park is in a child's heart,
but to some its a walk in the dark.
A pesky fly, a buzzing bee to me its life's harmoney.
Seeing Nature bloom within Spring,
watching the water wheel go around the ring.
All of this is beautiful to some but to many its another day with no fun. How come we see beautiful things when others just look through rose coloured glasses to see what they need?