It's Easter morning
I can hear my kids say...
Whose going to find
All the eggs today...
Did he hide them outside
Behind a tree...
Under a branch
Just waiting for me...
Or inside when
We were asleep...
He was mighty quiet
I didn't hear a peep...
Check behind the flowers
On the TV...
He usually leaves one
there for me...
Yes, the bunny was busy
He had quite a load...
How does he do it?
It's Magic I'm told...
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I wrote this poem in 2008
