Easter Morning ( a Vignette)

I:
Frilly dresses ironed
by Mama's hand.
Starched with a sprinkle
from the giant Pepsi bottle.
Four New spring Bonnets.
Four new Bow ties.


II:
Hen's eggs carefully dyed.
Daddy chose the best
Peeking and poking into each
and every nest.
One a duck egg.
Daddy called it a prize.

III:
Oh a special Sunday.
The day Jesus arose.
Every Church pew Filled.
Families together dressed
in their very; very best.

IV:
Ham and Mama's Potato salad.
Both Grandmas joining us
at the overflowing table.
Using our best Manners
we try to hurry.
We are ready for the hunt.

V:
The Azaleas burst forth
with bright blooms and
secret spots holding eggs
of lemon yellow and sea foam green.
Little feet Running with excitement;
baskets bulging with glittery grass;
Chocolate bunnies and jelly beans.

VI:
Collapsing with Laughter
we count and count.
Hidden too good,
a few eggs will be
an opossums supper.
Long after we are fast asleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Jordan Avatar
March 5, 2009 at 9:04 PM
Patricia I loved the way this poem just seemed to weave its way in and out of my soul - I always loved easter - God Bless, MJ
Richards Avatar
March 4, 2009 at 7:10 PM
This sounds exactly like my childhood Easter Sundays!! thanks for the sweet memory! ~ Carrie
Wilson Avatar
March 4, 2009 at 3:51 PM
Hi Patricia as I'm reading your poem I'm wishing I was there with you tucking into the goodies. It reminds me of when my mum used to buy me new clothes for Easter. Leon
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