Little Johnny is dreaming
Of Easter eggs and bunnies
Of treacle cakes and cookies
His Mom likes to indulge him
After all that is all she can do
To make his day a bit happier
Ten days ago he was diagnosed
With a rare form of cancer
And little hope of survival
Little Johnny has no real clue
All that he knows is that he has to
Take daily painful tests at the hospital
His Mom puts on a brave front
Whenever she is with him she tries
To tell him that he will soon be better
Little Johnny never complains
He seems to find happiness naturally
In the birds that fly or the sweets he eats
Easter is a really special time for him
His Mom will make doubly sure of that
He will have the best egg hunt ever
She knows - for him there will never be another
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