Easter is here
Children delight
In chocolate eggs hidden
Just out of sight.
Spring is a springing,
The clocks have now changed.
Hot cross buns sitting waiting
Butter, jam – all arranged.
Bunnies are jumping
While egg hunts take place.
Finding the most eggs
Is a greedy old chase.
But does anyone remember
Why Easter even takes place?
Don’t ask me, I’m busy
Stuffing my face.
The origin of Easter
Is often forgot.
Just so long as we’ve chocolate,
We’ll gobble the lot.
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Often when I ask students about the meaning of Easter, they get sidetracked with the commercial bits. Instead of Jesus and resurrection, they enthuse about chocolate eggs, hot cross buns and Easter bunnies.
Thank you for taking the time to read my silly Easter poem. Please consider checking out another recent poem about Friday.
PS – And yes I used the same rhyme twice, for effect.