Easter Morning
Easter morning sunrise,
the day begins anew.
Darkness flees the skies,
from black, to gray, to blue.
Easter season springtime.
New life begins to grow.
Winters death leaves no sign,
only green, where laid snow.
Easters true victory,
when Christ arose again,
forcing deaths fear to flee;
bringing new life to Man.
Creations picture shows,
what our soul deeply knows.
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