Peace is like the color of red.

It feels like a feather on your head.

It smells like roses in vases.

It sounds like people talking in races.

Peace tastes like buttercup candy.

Always keep supplies of understanding handy. (BY WILBURT JARRETT)

Peace
is white like angel wings,
blue like the ocean
yellow like sunshine after a storm.
It sounds like rolling waves, Woodstock, a howling breeze.
Peace smells like a bakery, fresh rain, cut grass
and tastes like warm apple pie with vanilla ice cream and butterscotch drizzle.
It feels soft like God's pillow.
Peace calms, relaxes, gives you a natural high.
Peace...

by the College Explorers
Last period of Tuesday