Letting Go: a personification poem for kids and a Not Fitting In Poem

Letting Go

This bunch, they never liked me

A balloon alone, left out

Too big and pink and heart-shaped

Too afraid to bob about

But one day at the fairground

Feeling overblown and fat

I saw a human pointing

at our drifting habitat

So, wobbling with excitement

Bullies barged me out of sight

“Pick me!” they helium-squeaked

as they dreamed of taking flight

But then I felt a tugging

Earthly-bound, I met a grin

A boy reached out and smiled

at his reflection in my skin

“Who needs a silly human?”

hissed the fading, grumbling gang.

“I'm going to let you go now,”

the boy looked up and sang.

His tiny fingers opened

and I watched him disappear

and I never want to come down

for I feel so free up here

💡 A personification poem can be such fun to write. As a writer, you can become and empathise with anything you want. If you were to write a personification poem, what would you become? Would it be a happy or sad experience being your chosen inanimate object?