Happy Easter

Happy Hopping Easter, rise up from your keester and go lay some eggs, let kids use their legs to run all around, find gifts on the ground, those round colored treats, so sweet, hard to beat, no beets, eat the carrots, rich candy inherit and pair it with bonnets, spring out Easter sonnets, some lawn gifts, get on it, some holy writ on phonics, phone off electronics, elect histrionics and act out a scene, while wearing Windsor green, whether seven or seventeen, always jolly for jelly beans, a kid’s kind of cuisine; I mean, all that is great, pile peeps onto their plate, Peter Cottontail dinner date, go create a basket crate, but then please integrate, all the great holiday traits, that trace new life returning, the Lamb of God lies yearning to tell all of his tale, that symbol you’ll unveil, through bountiful bunny tails and trails of candied grails.


Written by Tyler Wagner