Love Like a summer breeze you gently brush the insides of my heart and soul Overwhelming feelings of
Why does he not know? Why does he not know That I am not swaying kelp In the salty surf Where the seaweed gatherer Can come whenever he wants?
JANUARY SPRING shards of lost rainbows caressed by the winter sun adorn my senses hope quarries inside my soul
*Include a simile, a metaphor, OR personification. *Label the figurative language. *Write a 2 -3 sentence description of the mood of your poem. Creative Title ________ (5 syllables) ________ (7 syllables) ________ (5