Summer Personification Poems

Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Here in a lovely garden we sit,
growing very close-knit.
Our faces of pretty color,
are bigger...

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“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius
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“Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. 
“Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for...

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Quote By Poet "A pen must write because they love to write." 

My imagination and creativity,
is spewing ink all over the desk.
Here I sit waiting...

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Grandma knitted me and my brother,
he is blue and I am pink.
We fit snug in Sally's shoes, 
off to school or to play we go.
Each...

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It's rather dark and bleak in here
and I think I've worked out why;
We've nothing left to talk about -
the conversation has run dry.

We can be...

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In the evening coolness where the sprawling maple tree sighs,
Admired in strength and beauty, on innovations, our world relies.

My pairing seeds helicoptered, carried on Nature's...

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It’s an almighty responsibility to irrigate the land. 
Sending April showers when torrents are in demand.
To control cloud bursts with symphonic precision.
It takes all my...

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I am summer rain for whose arrival you eagerly await.
Sitting on your porch, you watch my descent.
As I mix and mingle the elements, kneading pulverized...

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I will roar,
I am not a bore.
My loud sound may put you on the floor,
or hiding behind a door.
They tell children I am angels bowling,
no...

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“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius

“Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. 
“Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for...

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My leaves never droop and my flowers stand high
I bloom through the year as the seasons pass by
I witness the daffodils stand proud and tall
I...

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All the hot summer days I am found, sleeping late in my bed,
Dreaming of dusk and getting beauty rest, before sunset red;
For I'm an opal...

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I am a garden pansy, a descendent of the family Viola,
      poet's write praises of me not just...

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“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”– Frances Hodgson Burnett

Though I’m unable to bear the coldest...

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You’re a Flower in My Garden 3-5-24  
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Daphne

Your winter child, with beguiling scent perfumes snow and rain,
I smile in January’s barrenness to herald crocus,...

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