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Sunny With a Chance of Egg Shell

Never had an Easter hunt, never got an easter basket Each Easter we had a new outfit and easter shoes Never any candy nor chocolate bunnies We looked well dressed walking in at church Smiling like a princess with chubby cheeks and freckles We were ok, did not need the candy and I have never had a cavity Mom knows best, she knew what we needed Like country fried steak and mashed potatoes Homemade biscuits Sunday morning That was the smell-alarm for us We got to eat at McDonald's some Sunday's after church All the way in the next town, our town only had DQ Life was good even though we never heard of an Easter bunny Mom could sew real fine too, she kept me covered Mama, thanks for the raising!!

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Date: 4/7/2010 11:16:00 PM
lol.thats cute. sounds like a wonderful Easter you had back then. can't blame you, all families have their good reasons. -Always&Forever Lynette
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Date: 4/6/2010 9:16:00 PM
Thank you for sharing a bit of your upbringing Doris, a lovely write you have created fill with special memories...all the best.
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Date: 4/6/2010 7:46:00 PM
Country fried steak memories!...who needs Easter candy? And I remember many tasty visits to DQ!...Don't forget, Doris..I am originally from your neck of the woods... Your mama raised you right! - Tim
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Date: 4/6/2010 3:42:00 PM
Mama's r so wonderful Doris, u have an awesome Mom >> James
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Date: 4/6/2010 3:27:00 PM
Very nice tribute!!!!!!!! sounds like it makes a soul quite GRATEFUL,Going without makes a person so strong,thanks Mama~~~Maybe a wild bunny will scatter across your path soon. Its around 60 degrees today in Salem,Oregon a few sprinkles and alittle wind.Its a beautiful part of this paradise we call the great USA~~God bless rick
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Date: 4/6/2010 8:08:00 AM
Very Warm felt poem.. I can picture every word you wrote.. and thats what poetry is. touching... thanks for sharing. and for all your sweet comments on mine. Glad you liked My pic!
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Date: 4/6/2010 5:28:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today Doris. Wishing you a week full of love and inspiration. Love, Carol
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Date: 4/6/2010 4:49:00 AM
We were so poor that we did good to have clothes on our backs and food on the table..Thanks for the compliments on the cookin'...Mom
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Date: 4/6/2010 12:45:00 AM
Doris thanks for your welcome comments & kind words today Rgds Brian
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Date: 4/5/2010 11:46:00 PM
Cute story, you created a sweet picture here. I need more time on that poem I told you about. I've been out of town for a while, but I'll get it done soon. I've got the notes ready--just waiting for the spirit to hit. Talk to ya soon. David B
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Date: 4/5/2010 10:34:00 PM
good narrative, comes alive!
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Date: 4/5/2010 9:07:00 PM
gosh, you never even HEARD of the easter bunny? Anyway, very cute poem here. I really enjoyed it. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 4/5/2010 8:40:00 PM
This piece gave me goosebumps. Simplicities are wonderful and even moreso when they are appreciated.Bravo to your Mama and hugs to you for appreciating her love. Lovely read!
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Date: 4/5/2010 6:54:00 PM
funny one and we never knew about an Easter bunny either, but saved aour milk money for candy at easter and I got lots cavities to prove it! Your Mom was a smart cookie! -Robert
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Date: 4/5/2010 3:39:00 PM
You said it! Hooray for mom! Them chocolate bunnies will give you a headache and cavities. Some dang Easter bunny done et up all my lettuce one summer in the garden. I like your poem mucho. Love, daver
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Date: 4/5/2010 3:30:00 PM
Sometimes mom's don't get the credit they deserve. They usually know exactly what we need, and it sounds like your mother was no exception! Great write!
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Date: 4/5/2010 3:02:00 PM
Your mom gave you what was most important. The significance of family values "seems" to diminish more and more each generation. (I hope I'm wrong about this.) I had the candy and the cavities, but nothing could beat a hand-sewn outfit from my grandmother! By age 10, I had already learned to sew. Doris, this poem made me realize how lucky we were to be raised by great parents. Thanks for the reminder. Enjoyed! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/5/2010 2:39:00 PM
Lovely..poem about Family traditions..Parents love us in so many ways..anf maybe you didnt have the Easter basket..but you had the Easter love.......Charma
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Date: 4/5/2010 2:39:00 PM
Okay !At least you got McDonalds. I did not get my first MickeyDees burger. Till I was 17. No cavities I got my first one when I was 21. Anyways enjoyed.
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Date: 4/5/2010 2:00:00 PM
Nice tribute to your childhood and your mom, Doris! When i was a kid after war had ended, we had regular visits from a Romanian Officer who was in the US Army and befriended with my Grandparents before the war when they met in Romania. So I was fond of cadbury chocolate and cocoa at that time while our adults had real coffee. We were all happy that that terrible ar was over...But usually we kids had only dyced eggs and no sweets...Thanks for your comments always...Have a great time...Gert
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Date: 4/5/2010 1:59:00 PM
Sounds like you had about the same raising as me. I was a teenager before I ever ate in a restaurant. Thanks for the comment on Dreams. I have heard that if you were sick or feeling bad in a dream, you should see your doctor. Josette
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