Spring - Personification Poem

Spring raced,

Raced barefoot,

Barefoot she ran,

Ran through the dew covered grass,

The wind blew,

Blew her dress,

Blew her chiffon dress this way and that,

That way she raced.

Spring breathed,

Her breath turned,

It turned to mist,

Mist that shrouded the meadow,

The meadow full of flowers showing their faces,

Showing them for the first time,

The first time in the meadow.

Spring hid,

Hid in a tree,

Hid in a tree and watched children searching,

Searching in cracks and crevices,

Looking for eggs,

Pink and blue and polka-dotted ones,

Ones that shimmered in the sun,

Shimmered like the rainbow.

Spring cried,

Cried salty tears,

And it rained,

It rained and it shone,

It shone through the rain,

A rainbow,

The rainbow spring had made.

By Bluted93

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