Easter Rabbit has come to call
He’s hid the eggs in the green green grass
Come on along now my little lass
Seeking high and low
Where oh where
Did all those pretty eggs go?
Look behind that tall tall tree
Tell me now what do you see?
Rainbow eggs and jelly beans
Move along now, over there
Smiling brightly, without a care
One egg, two eggs, three eggs, four
Scattered out across the grassy floor
In the bushes, over there
Tip toe on, you’ll find your share
Come along now spy with me
Your little face lights up with glee
Running swiftly through the grass
Giggling, smiling little lass
Sneaking behind the hedgerow there
You disappear without a care
Emerging now from the greenery
Donned in Easter finery
You tell me now with a sunshine smile
How you talked for awhile
With a rather large fellow with floppy ears
My Maddie girl, a child so dear
Holding an Easter basket full of treats
Filled with candies and chocolate so sweet
Reaching out your hand to me
Pointing in the direction of the bushes and trees
I see some movement in all this green
Oh no! This must be a dream!
Floppy ears and cotton tale
Hippety-Hopping across the dale
Off goes the Easter Rabbit without a sound
Leaving his footprints on the green green ground
------- Author's Notes -------
Without a doubt another one for the grandchild :)
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Clive (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, April 15 2006, 02:21 pm|
You should be working in Kindergarten, You would teach and keep your students amazed all day long.
Another good poem
|Meridian (220.127.116.11) -- Saturday, April 15 2006, 09:15 pm|
Caty, fantastic! What I wouldn't give to be a child again. But then, that would mean I'd have to start school from 1st grade on up, which I'm not so enthusiastic to do once more... Heeheh... I love your poem. It may a bit immature of me, but believe or not, I still have stories like "Lion King", "Bambi", "The Lady and the Tramp" and so forth. Some of those story classics, never get old. We do, but they live on forever. BEAUTIFUL CATY!
|Clive (18.104.22.168) -- Sunday, April 16 2006, 05:22 am|
for your comments. Being as I'm just a big kid myself, I'm not sure who would enjoy being in kindergarten more, the kiddo's or me. :)
|Meridian (22.214.171.124) -- Sunday, April 16 2006, 05:28 am|
Immature, I don't think so. Being young at heart helps us see the wonder we'd otherwise miss. I have all the stories and movies you mentioned as well. Of course I say they are for the grandkids, but are they really? :) Thank you so much for your kind words. Most appreciated!
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