I recently wrote a personification about the breeze. I wasn't going to publish it, but a good friend of mine persuaded me to do so. In case you don't know, a personification is something that you write about (like a tree or anything really) and make it into a person. At least, you give it characteristics like a person. You can make a conversation between a computer and its desk if you want! Anything to give something human characteristics. Here's my personification:
The breeze is a little girl. She dances and plays with the sun. Jumping and spinning, she teases the papers that were carelessly left about. Her hair is as white as the dove as it flies and down at her feet it twirls. Her eyes are as blue as the midday sky, and they glisten and gleam like stars. Her dress is as green as the fields at the time when the sun rose for its first morning light. She leaps and flies with her races with time and she laughs at the people below. It is heard at far above the trees and carried by the birds alone. Or else it is heard at the rocks in the sea, and then it is heard by none.
Tell me what you think of it! It'd be nice to know how people like it. Thanks for reading, and have a nice day.