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Easter Fun
This time of year Easter comes,
To give fun to the little ones.
There's many who love this holiday,
Because it's so cheery, bright, and gay.
Spring time comes and flowers bloom,
To show how sunshine seems to loom.
Creeks all over start to flow,
To bring to life everything that will grow.
But there is more than just life to Easter,
Including all the little candy-eaters.
All the pretty baskets wrapped in cellophane,
Looking for Easter eggs through the window pane.
All the creamy chocolate that nobody can hide,
All the colorful eggs which are beautifully died.
Then there's pink and blue Easter grass,
Which all clings together in a big mass.
Children wake up on Easter morning,
Hoping for candy; that's what they're yearning.
The Easter bunny comes the night before,
But that's not enough; the kids want more.
All the pretty things that Easter brings,
Which include birds that fly with wings.
Easter is for everyone,
Celebrating spring is fun.
© 2001, Chris Brookhart
Easter tells us that life is to be interpreted, not simply in terms of things but in terms of ideals.
- Charles M. Crowe
The Easter Egg predates the Christian holiday of Easter. The exchange of eggs in the springtime is a custom that was centuries old when Easter was first celebrated by Christians. From the earliest times, the egg was a symbol of rebirth in most cultures. Eggs were often wrapped in gold leaf or, if you were a peasant, colored brightly by boiling them with the leaves or petals of certain flowers. Today, children hunt colored eggs and place them in Easter baskets along with the modern version of real Easter eggs -- those made of plastic or chocolate candy.
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