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.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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