Thoughts of Easter

By TYAK   

Oh my goodness! Look what you've done to me!
I just wanted to see the Easter Bunny.
Must you fuss with what I wear?
I don't like when people stare.
I'm hot and sweaty and can't sit still.
Cause I've got this empty basket to fill.
I can't listen to the father up there.
This is just no fair.
Oh my, oh yes it's finally over.
It's eggs filled with candy I run after.
There's one then 2 look just look how many.
Thank you Mr Easter Bunny.

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I wrote this in memory of my Mom dressing me up on Easter, doing my hair and then having to go to church. It was usually hot outside too and I was NOT liking having to sit still for an hour before the Easter Egg Hunt!