Soft paws patter on the morning grass,
Bright eggs hidden where the children play.
The sun climbs high as moments quickly pass,
Spring awakens in a joyful display.
Bright eggs hidden where the children play,
Colors glint beneath the budding trees.
Spring awakens in a joyful display,
A whisper of mischief dances on the breeze.
Colors glint beneath the budding trees,
Soft paws patter on the morning grass.
A whisper of mischief dances on the breeze,
The hunt begins before the moments pass.
Soft paws patter on the morning grass,
Bright eggs hidden where the children play.
The sun climbs high as moments quickly pass,
Spring awakens in a joyful display.
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Author:
Matthew R. Callies (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Happy Easter everyone!!!
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Comments3
Here the poem accents the mythical and symbolic advent of spring through new life and eggs in the pageantry of Easter's resurrection and rebirth and the bunny so viril and fecund and the egg as a beginning of life. Well done in a most playful way
Happy Easter!
Matthew, this feels joyful right away…there’s a lightness here that carries through every line. It moves like the morning itself, easy and bright. That tone holds beautifully. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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