Respect...

It feels like a pillow stuffed with soft feathers, an honored heart,
the gentle waves tapping

your face, and love flowing through your heart.

It looks like red, white, and blue soaring in the free sky,

justice that overcomes all odds,

and a smiling face.

It sounds like the national anthem, the pledge of allegiance,

and fireworks shooting up into the night sky.

If respect could
it would explode throughout the world!
Respect...

Mrs. Hardt's, Grade 3 Class - Orchard Hills School, Milford, CT

Blue...
 

Like a blue bird popping a blue balloon.

It sounds like wind rustling in the starry blue

night...whish, whish, whish. The deep blue waves

crashing...splash, splash, splash.

Blue smells like blue berry pie from the blue berry fields.

It tastes like sticky cotton candy.

If blue could it would explode into a shower of fireworks.

It would make the deep blue sea come to life.

It would turn into my dream muscle car.

Blue...
 

Mrs. Hardt's, Grade 3 Class - Orchard Hills School, Milford, CT

Love...

Love runs red through my heart leaving you in my mind.

Beat, beat, beat, my heart always has you in it.

I wouldn't live without you.

You make every day great.

You take out the bad and bring in the good.

Love...