Easter Eggs
The shelves groan with the weight
just as tummy's will soon complain
an overload of chocolate eggs
some plain and quite simple
Others are highly coloured
and some are quite huge
these made of milk chocolate
those are dark and plain
Children's eyes on bean stalks
as excitedly they choose
and then oh so impatiently
await for Easter Sunday
Then up to the hills
it is time to roll eggs
hard boiled and decorated
a prize for the best looking
All lined up and ready
the eggs are sent
down the hill they tumble
which one will win?
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2014
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