Our Easter Bunny was a Woman

Our excited Easter Bunny was a woman this year She popped in and threw eggs around, full of cheer She has quite a fluffy tail, my daddy said Mommy gave him a look that nearly struck him dead The eggs she left were decorated in glitter with touches of gold Some were vintage in green art deco, others just looked old We ate the ears and heads off our chocolate bunnies right away This will be a great day! I heard my grandma say She was heading to the kitchen to fix us potatoes and ham. No one can cook better than our favorite cook, Grandma Gram. Mommy followed her in, probably to learn her secret recipe. I already knew it, for she had shared it with me. Daddy said “isn’t it time for church?” I ran up those stairs For my new Easter frock was gorgeous; I put on airs You are a beauty, Grandma said. What a gorgeous dress! At the church we said a prayer for Daddy, for he is a mess. He’s a good mess, Grandma said. Afterall, he is her son. And he is my hero, my Daddy, and a lot of fun. He would have a difficult time sitting silently here. Church is not for my chatty loud Daddy dear.