The brightly colored scarf Of pink blue and yellow Worn so sweetly around her neck Wrinkled from age and stronger by wisdom What came from the colors of pink blue and yellow Band –aids, lollipops, hugs and kisses Bedtime stories of dragons and lizards Silly songs and prayers on the pillow All in the colors of pink blue and yellow Washed over and over again and again By journeys of life gone by The brightly colored scarf That sings no more Lies quietly, peacefully, in my drawer
Good job of personifying the scarf, something everyone has or has had. Maybe personifying isn't the right word, I'm new to this poetry thing. But you know what I mean. You imbued new meaning to a common, every day object.
