Easter - Poem by Jim Milks
New party dresses of lavender and lace
children so neat, so clean, not a hair out of place
children so smartly adorned
search through the dirt and the corn.
searching and hunting I guess for treasures hidden
by a most welcome guest
the sun shines down upon this scene of merriment
and joy and glee all thoughts of sorrow must flee
the children all hunting
such determination to find each treasure is their elation
the children all laughing such a magical scene
the parents all watching blissful and serene
‘Tis a fine spring day to be sure
finer than any that have come before.
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