It's Easter Morning....

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