Easter Sunday Poem by Lamar Cole

Easter Sunday



The kids were dressed nicely to go to church.
They had looked forward to Easter Sunday so much.
The preacher would preach his sermon.
Some of the kids would be restless and squirming.
Afterwards, they would hunt Easter eggs under the beautiful sky and sun.
They would have so much fun.

Friday, April 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: easter,people
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