Easter Poems
The Easter Feeling...
The Easter feeling does
not end.
It signals a new beginning,
Of nature, spring, and brand new life,
And friendship, peace, and giving.
The spirit of Easter is all about
Hope, love, and joyful living
.~ Author Unknown ~
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The Easter Bunny
There's a story quite funny,
About a toy bunny,
And the wonderful things she can do;
Every bright Easter morning,
Without warning,
She colors eggs, red, green, or blue.
Some she covers with spots,
Some with quaint little dots,
And some with strange mixed colors, too
-- Red and green, blue and yellow,
But each unlike his fellow
Are eggs of every hue.
And it's odd, as folks
say,
That on no other day
In all of the whole year through,
Does this wonderful bunny,
So busy and funny,
Color eggs of every hue.
If this story you doubt
She will soon find you out,
And what do you think she will do?
On the next Easter morning
She'll bring you without warning,
Those eggs of every hue.
- M. Josephine
Todd, 1909 -
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Chocolate Rabbit
I got a chocolate rabbit
For an Easter treat,
A great big chocolate rabbit
Good enough to eat.
So I ate his ears on Sunday,
His nose I finished Monday.
Tuesday I nibbled on his feet.
I ate his tail on Wednesday
Thursday I kept on,
By Friday he was going,
Saturday he was gone.
Oh, I loved my chocolate
rabbit
From the moment that he came,
And if I get another one,
I'll love him just the same.
~ Author Unknown
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Jelly Bean Poem
Little jelly beans
Tell a story true.
A tale of Father's love
Just for me and you.
GREEN is for the waving palms.
YELLOW is for the sun above.
BROWN is for the soft earth where
People sat hearing of HIS love.
A SPECKLED
bean for fish and sand.
RED
for precious wine
and BLACK is for the sin He washed
From your soul and mine.
PURPLE's for the sadness of
HIS
family and friends,
and WHITE is for the glory of the
Day HE rose again.
Now that you've heard the
story
You know what each color means.
The story of our Father's love
Told by some jelly beans.
So every morning take a bean
They're really very yummy.
Something for the soul, you see
And something for the tummy.
~ Author Unknown
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© Ulla-Jane
- 2002
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