April 15th

Birds wake me up with song,
“it’s Easter morning!”

Erelong the sun will rise,
along with it a child’s widening eyes
who will wish to see
what the Easter Bunny
has hidden for thee.

Yet as I grab
my secrete stash,
and descend down the stairs…
sounds of dripping
begin to fill
my ears.

It is raining,
what shall I do?

Hopefully it will stop
in a awhile.

Ahhh, the conundrum
of the Spirit inside
for I am
the Easter

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