From Childhood - 4 - Easter Morn

EASTER MORN

WAKE UP!
The bright   white Easter morn
    Silent bells tolling invitation to the hunt
The bowl of eggs are gone
Table strewn with dyes
And cottontails climb the walls
Before my eyes

One nest right in sight
                                   fuzzy spills its sides
                                   candy beans
                                   blue egg    dried

Oh    to rise on feathery Sunday’s morn
Break the colored shells
Eat chicks before they’re born
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dietrich Avatar
May 1, 2011 at 10:07 PM
This is an interesting one, Daver. And I can't believe I came right here and found one I had never seen just like that!! YOu really get into the whole easter egg scene with this one! Luv, Andrea
Dietrich Avatar
March 19, 2010 at 7:24 AM
HOw fun the way you worded it, to eat chicks before they're born. I always preferred the candy variety! Let me find a few more poems of yours I have't seen yet. This one is great. OH, and about Captured. That one won me my first international sonnet contest last year: third place! I am happy you know what the moth's name was! LUv, Andrea
Curcio Avatar
February 21, 2010 at 4:26 AM
:-D
Kendrick Avatar
February 2, 2010 at 11:28 AM
Remember those days with eggs and candy. It was fun, laughter, and dressy clothes. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
Devonshire Avatar
January 31, 2010 at 4:39 PM
Used to really enjoy those Easter egg hunts, Daver. But the thought of eating "chicks before they're born" makes me a bit squeemish. Maybe that's why I take my eggs scrambled. You are giving us some excellent perspectives on childhood, my friend. Much love, Carolyn
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January 31, 2010 at 3:34 PM
Ha ha, yessiree Daver..how inviting is that!? enjoyed it. Robert
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