Very Valentine

Posted February 14, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

You may be racing to trouble

Slivers of glass, open the door

Under the sun, across utopia

What you can’t see, you may not be.

Imagine new worlds inspired

Think bigger

Behind closed doors, I’m taking control.

Desire, I’m in your life

Watch and learn.

Love.

by Richard, 11th grade

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My Heart

Posted February 14, 2011 & filed under Notebook.

My heart is full of my first snowman and snow-angels deep in the snow.

My heart is full of making new ideas and bubbles that pop in my head

like a phone that just had rung.

My heart is full of hugging and holding my brother who had just been born.

My heart is full of my first steps.

My heart is full of my first laugh and hug.

My heart is full of my first best friend.

My heart is full of going to my first day of school.

My heart is full of my brother crawling to the couch, crying and laughing so loud.

My heart is full of animals:

Like the lion represents courage, the monkey represents joy, and the crocodile represents seriousness.

It feels like I’m one part of each of them.

By Christopher, 3rd grade

Photo by ff137 via Flickr

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My Heart

Posted February 4, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

My heart is built
from blue ice and shiny
silver.

My heart is a red
feather that fell from
a robin migrating.

My heart is a lion
roaring for food.

My heart is my
future waiting to
be solved.

By Matt, 3rd grade
[photo by LittleMissPip via flickr]

Much Love

Posted February 5, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

I love you
With a love
That isn’t love
Which is a
Different love
From the depth of
Love that
Is from me
The most
Loving
Soul ever
In the time
Of history

I love you
Like the sun
Loves to warm the
Plants I love
You so much
I would go to
The breadth
Of the universe

When you walk
Your body moves
To the music of
Love in my soul
I love you so
That I write until
I have no more hands

By Damien, 6th grade
[photo by farawla foshya via flickr]

Ode to a Rose

Posted January 26, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

 

the wall with rose. the model of India Gate wi...

the wall with rose. the model of India Gate with roses at Lalbagh flower show 2010 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The flaming red
flower with a healthy
stem spreads love and
passion throughout
the world, until the
cold winter comes and
takes the love and
passion away. As the
flower droops more and
more, the leaves fall and
the flower rots. But first,
the flower spreads its seeds
blown by the wind,
so there will be more
passion and love to
do the same thing,
again and again.

By Austin, 3rd grade