Child Personification Poems

Time will heal 
and all wounds will seal
Believe it or not it’s real
Time will Reveal 
All the doors they conceal 
Time is ideal 
so use...

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I am a young black man with confidence 
Every obstacle I conquer adds more to my intelligence 
Open minded and always willing to learn
I have...

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It was a cold winter day on the Fundy Bay when the wind and the Ocean Raged

You were a child with the sweetest smile who...

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Once upon a time,
a frustrated poet that had not written for a while,
turned towards the heavens and at the top of his voice cried:


" Why...

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There are some who proclaim themselves to be deists.                ...

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Dear Child
"Why do you have to endure worries of an adult?"
Dear Child
"Why does it seems you struggle to survive in this world full of hardship...

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I got an ugly duckling pen
that’s always
trying to write pretty sentences
My plain consonant smiles
don’t have a poetic glow beautiful
I have a missing vowel or two,
enamel...

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Clouds shed the sky
Sky is feeling shy

Providing a beautiful snap
Each with a silent gap

Now clouds started to rain
With droplets of water and showing their pain

Enriching...

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In motion through all spiritual existence,

my warm, cool, tendrils leave a trail through long distance

under the shadows of the cosmos in peaceful coexistence.

I sigh with...

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Broken Water Faucet
©2017by Susie Krauter
A poem written for children to demonstrate personification

My cold silvery shiny metal 
handle no longer moves 
to the top of the...

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No, you are not blind, and your eyes are fine; but you can't see me.          ...

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I first met you at Suncoast,
A mental health facility where most like me
Went as well.
You once worked for Florida's, D.C.F.
Your small light cinnamon colored hands...

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Too long since smooth sapling skin
bent supple with the slightest breeze;
now stretched, fissured and furrowed -
bored, burned and bent - 
sliced, scarred and carved, yet
I...

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A Red Rose Yearning For The Wild

I sit in a nursery rhyme

Red 

A thousand times. 

A pretty rose in a garden bed.


A child's incantation

My blossoms...

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In the Middle East, far south of Sweden,                 ...

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We come from the Kuiper belt,
Or from the Oort cloud,
We’re bodies of the solar system,
Guess who we’re?

If we’re short lived,
We come from beyond the Neptune’s...

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I’m the one in which,
The most colourful life stays,
I’m a precious gift of god,
An’ I do my work in my own ways.

I’m the one, who’s,
Present...

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I salute you oh mighty time:

My best friend,

My worst foe 

For

To live without you is simply

Impossible!



Throughout my existence

I have, unsuccessfully, struggled to accept

Whatever you brought...

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A child I do not know his citizenship
travels nations rummaging, rampaging
he has no origin but  has relatives
but the child knows not how to share

Omnivorous,...

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DEAR SILENT CHAIR
I always imagine how perfect you were created,
For life and for rest, you were made for many.
You carried no harm but yet, you’re...

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