Poetry of a 13-year-old

Not going to lie to you. I may have discovered a gem or two in Part 1 of this excavation of the past, but I find myself legitimately impressed by how much I had grown as a poet in a mere three years. Not to mention, my spelling had improved mightily.

You can check out "Part 1" here if so desired:

Otherwise, let's jump into a year, personified:

Personification

January

January is a cruel, greedy child. He forces the trees to bow at his feet with forceful winds. He coats and dusts the ground with white flakes and takes snow away as soon as he gives it. Using biting cold and harsh weather, he keeps the animals of the forests trapped in their nests until spring arrives.

February

February is an older child, but he is still naive. He knows that spring is coming and he tries to block out the excitement that comes with it. He dumps snow and keeps days and nights as bitterly cold as possible. At his command, frosty winds blow through the land to keep everything in its home. February attempts to keep the woods asleep, but no matter how hard he tries, spring takes his place and the forest awakens.

March

March is a sweet but stern girl. She shoves aside winter and brings the animals out of their nests. She makes sure that the plants will grow their foliage back with constant rain. March soon rids the forests of all traces of the bleak winter months and informs every creature she has arrived through her vigorous ways.

April

April is on the verge of her teenage years, but she doesn't understand her place as one of the months of spring. Depressed beyond savior, she weeps, and her tears pour onto the earth below her. Her crying spells last for weeks on end. April's heart is not healed until she sees the life her tears have brought to the wilderness.

May

May is a young, crafty teenager. Adolescence has not yet taken over her intelligence. She makes use of the previous rains that have fallen and makes more flora take root and sprout. She lets the sun shine down for long periods of time so that everything may notice and admire her work. May isn't foolish, though. She doesn't let her plants dry up and wither away to nothing. Rain will fall until she is certain that her all her plant life is healthy and thriving. May won't rest until she is sure that everything is ready to survive through the hot summer.

June

June is in his mid-teens and he is a hardy one at that. Excited that summer has arrived, his joy is felt as the temperature begins to rise in the forests below. He rejoices as children are let out of their schools to enjoy the weather he is creating. June bursts with exhilaration as he learns that the kids who live in the lands below play outside their homes no matter how high the temperature rises.

July

July is a hot tempered teenager near adulthood. His mood sends waves of heat radiating through the woods. His anger shines throughout the day, and it only goes away when he has let all his frustration out. He often strikes out with torrential downpours and shards of lightning. Or he retains his rains and lets the ground dry completely, watching as life begins to disappear from the woods.

August

August has just become an adult. He's stuck with the responsibility of keeping the kids happy during the last few weeks of their vacation time. He keeps it warm, and during the beginning of his time period, the children still enjoy themselves without much thought of what's going to happen. Soon the joy of the youths below is stifled as they realize that school is right around the corner. August seems to be the last few days of summer to many, and August knows that the fun is over.

September

September is a proactive young adult. Confronted with the sadness and depression some kids are experiencing due to school letting back in, he decides to spruce things up to distract the sorrowful children, so he spreads color across the land. Using his palette, he creates wonderful hues of red, orange, and yellow and paints them onto the leaves of the various trees. As he marvels at his work, September decides to spread his colors onto the ground as well. He begins to shed the leaves off the trees so that they may cover the ground. He then notices the commotion the animals of the forests are causing, and he soon realizes that his colors have informed the animals that it is time to prepare for winter. He is content for he realizes his work serves many causes and that it wasn't for nothing.

October

October is a competitive aging adult. He tops the colors of a previous work. He ushers the animals to prepare for winter at twice the speed. October inflicts fright on children, and he does it with glee because hardly any other month ever does that. Believing that the children deserve to pay him back for all the work he has done to keep them happy, he gets what he thinks he owes by having some good laughs at scared children's expense. October is frowned upon by the other months for his lack of generosity and his complete disregard for kindness.

November

November is in his senior years, but he can still do many youthful things. He must cleanup from the recent event that involved many chills and fright. He makes up for the scares the children experienced with a grand feast. His heart is warmed as he watches people consume tasty food and have good times and hearty laughs. With happiness restored, he sets about the task of removing the last foliage from its branches. Once that is done, he settles the last of the woodland animals who hibernate in their dens before snow arrives. His final job is to make sure nothing will suffer during the winter. With his work complete, November begins to rest as winter blows in.

December

December lies in his bed, ready to be delivered to a second world. With every action, he becomes weaker. Still, he musters up enough strength to make snow fall from the sky and lower the temperature. He isn't afraid of leaving this world. He knows the twelve children that stand beside him now will carry on the legacy of the months. He knows each child will take over as the month from the last when they are the age they need to be. To make sure he leaves a wonderful mark on the world, December erects holidays for which to bring joy to the world. As humans all over the globe rejoice, December begins his journey and January takes his place.