Mr. Rennie's Class

Peace is the smell of blueberry pie when it first comes out of the oven.

Peace is the look of the Eagle that soars through the air  peacefully.

Peace is the feel of your mom our someone in your family that gives you a  big hug cause they love you so much,.

Peace is the taste of hot chocolot when you come in from the snow cold.

  by Cody

Peace is the small blue waves lapping against the rocks,

Peace is not loud thunder and crashing white waves dragging logs out into the ocean

Peace is coming last and knowing you did your best,

Peace is not throw a huge tantrum cause you didn't come first

Peace is watching the white snow quietly fall,

peace is not a big snow storm

Peace is a cat and dog getting along,

not chasing one another

By Megan Weber

Peace is the small blue waves lapping against the rocks,

Peace is not loud thunder and crashing white waves dragging logs out into the ocean

Peace is coming last and knowing you did your best,

Peace is not throw a huge tantrum cause you didn't come first

Peace is watching the white snow quietly fall,

peace is not a big snow storm

Peace is a cat and dog getting along,

not chasing one another

By Megan Weber

Peace is the small blue waves lapping against the rocks,

Peace is not loud thunder and crashing white waves dragging logs out into the ocean

Peace is coming last and knowing you did your best,

Peace is not throw a huge tantrum cause you didn't come first

Peace is watching the white snow quietly fall,

peace is not a big snow storm

Peace is a cat and dog getting along,

not chasing one another

By Megan Weber

Peace is the small blue waves lapping against the rocks,

Peace is not loud thunder and crashing white waves dragging logs out into the ocean

Peace is coming last and knowing you did your best,

Peace is not throw a huge tantrum cause you didn't come first

Peace is watching the white snow quietly fall,

peace is not a big snow storm

Peace is a cat and dog getting along,

not chasing one another

By Megan Weber

Peace

Peace feels like my cat's fur rubbing on

my face or a hug from a friend.

It smells like a bouquet of flowers,

steaming hot chocolate and fresh air.

Peace looks like a new born baby, a

family getting along, like planting a

tree, watching the snow fall or

just being free.

It tastes like sourness and a hint of

sweetness or fresh warm chocolate

chip cookies that melt in your mouth.

Peace sounds like the laughter

of kids, like the  light rain tapping on

your umbrella or someone saying sorry to

someone they have hurt, it even sounds

like silence.

                                                                                                          by Sydney Robinson

                                Peace Poem

Peace feels like a hug coming from my

mom or dad in my bed with the dancing rain

drops on the window.

Peace looks like a sunny day outside

with your family watching the

flowers bloom and all the smiles

happening.

Peace tastes like the chocolate ice cream

on the tip of your tongue and the yummy

and crispy bacon dad makes in the morning.

Peace smells like the flowers outside

in the garden with all the fresh air

and the pizza for dinner with all the family

drinking their hot chocolate at night time.

                                                                                                                    By Devin Austin