The Nightingale

Last night at bedtime when I asked A to pick his bedtime book, he went to our book rack and picked up Sri Aurobindo's  Collected  Poems. Then I asked him to pick the poem he wanted to read and he chose The Nightingale.

Once we were done reading:
A: "I notice two instances of personification".
Me: "Really? Where?"
A: "In the last two lines. Leaves can't be filled with glee, and night-winds can't be happier. Those are both personification."
Me: "Hmm, true. Smart of you to notice."
A: "These are really good poems I can tell. Because there is feeling in them!"