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Friday, December 3, 2010

Personification Poem Rough Draft about Wisdom

 Wisdom walks with a cane,
  into the family room.
 Where he sits down in a
 recliner and tells his
grand- kids old war stories.

Wisdom sleeps at night,
 with his hand curled around
 his loyal wife's waist.

Wisdom helps his kids
 figure out
 the questions they can't
 on their own.

 Wisdom works hard and
 dedicates his lfe to helping 
 those in need.

 He works on the streets of
  the city
  or in the countryside.
  Winding his ways
through people's lives.

 Wisdom relies on evil
and good,love and death 
in order to pay the bills
with his next pay check.

Employed by god,
he never stops working,
even in his dreams,
advice keeps flowing.
 He loves his job,
and his family even more.

But when his job takes away from home
 for too long,
his grand- kids keep asking if
their grandpa exsists.
His wife becomes unloyal,
and holds someone else in her heart.
His kids begin to forget him,
and how he loved them so much.

And his world begins to crumble,
as he makes best friends
with regret.

Because no one can give Wisdom,
the advice he needs.

3 comments:

  1. devon, this poem was great! i really like when you said "He works on the streets of the city or in the countryside. Winding his ways through people's lives." because you actually get the sense that you are in the countryside with all the windy roads. very good:)

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  2. Great job! The way you described wisdom as a person created a strong picture in my mind. i really liked it :)

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