Written by: Rachel Heffington

A yell and a cheer!
Our first egg is here!
The gift from our new hens,
The first of the year.
And Anna came running,
The egg in her hand
as if `twere a diamond
From some distant land.
We all gathered close
As she softly set down
The first home-grown
Of a soft, creamy brown.
And from all the interest
We gave that egg then,
You'd think we had laid it
Instead of the hen!