Monday, 4 May 2015

Autumn Poem

Red  Is simile .
Hyperbole is blue.
Onomatopoeia is pink .

Bright  orange crisp leaves falling like snow.
Leaves hanging off the oak trees making a sudden glow.
The amazing season rises when bright orange pumpkins suddenly grow.
Autumn ,Autumn is the sudden best.
With its crispy lefts cracking under my feet.
Autumn with its sparkly grow rising the morning sun.
Autumn is really the very best season in the entire world. 
 I think I reached relational  because I know different  language  features ,and can explain how I used them but not teach others.

By Alicia close.

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