Poems ✍️

Through fields of green the bunny goes,
With fluffy tail and twitching nose.
He hides his eggs in every place,
A joyful smile upon his face.

The children search from here to there,
Behind each tree, beneath each chair.
They laugh and run, their hearts so gay,
It’s magic on this Easter day.

And when they rest with baskets full,
The world seems kind, the air is cool.
The bunny hops, his job is done,
He’s shared his love with everyone.