A touch of cold in the Autumn night— I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red-faced farmer. I did not stop to speak, but nodded, And round about were the wistful stars With white faces like town children.
What a great poem illustrating similes. "Like a red-faced farmer" and "white faces like town children" are delightful images. I like to teach about similies saying, "A simile is like a smile." I just don't know if that is original or whether I borrowed the idea from someone else.
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What a great poem illustrating similes. "Like a red-faced farmer" and "white faces like town children" are delightful images. I like to teach about similies saying, "A simile is like a smile." I just don't know if that is original or whether I borrowed the idea from someone else.
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