OKWallace: IT’S EASTER TIME Poem

IT’S EASTER TIME

Its Easter time the breath of spring                                                                                                                                                    The woodsy tang, new life is everywhere,                                                                                                                                            The sleeping seeds are awaking                                                                                                                                                           Their heads peep from earthly tombs                                                                                                                                             Sing you buds everywhere                                                                                                                                                                   It’s Easter time.

Its Easter time.                                                                                                                                                                                   Crocuses are signs that gladness comes,                                                                                                                                        Kind regards come from the yellow daffodils                                                                                                                                 The roses sing I love all of you,                                                                                                                                                        Then chime all the flowers                                                                                                                                                                   It’s Easter time.

Meadow larks and robins                                                                                                                                                                     Fly into to town In joyful play                                                                                                                                                          They swing on boughs                                                                                                                                                                          Trill in ecstasy to show their joy                                                                                                                                                           Sing all birds 'ore the land                                                                                                                                                                    It’s Easter time.

Run little brooks run to the sea                                                                                                                                                        Your cold water leaps giving an echo                                                                                                                                             That rings out where your waterfall shines                                                                                                                               From rocks to ponds we hear                                                                                                                                                                    The meadow sounds the hymn of the pines                                                                                                                                     It’s Easter time.

With magic touch o'er glen and mountain side                                                                                                                              Run little brook, carry the perfume from the                                                                                                                                  Lily that awoke, one gray morning                                                                                                                                                 Run to the twisting moonbeam adrift on the bay,                                                                                                                      Carry the city, the mountain bird’s glee,                                                                                                                                        Carry the joy of the spring wanders to the sea.

I’ll wear a dress the color of marmalade                                                                                                                                         With a border embroidered in blue                                                                                                                                                        The color of the edge of a meadow                                                                                                                                                When spring showers fall.                                                                                                                                                                        A matching hat round as a top that spins                                                                                                                                            An elastic band to hold it under my chin.

Brand –new shoes whiter than cream With heart-shaped golden buckles that gleam A purse of butterfly blue, with a penny for you A penny for me, to buy a glass of lemonade We’ll skip hand in hand when we go to church On Easter Day.

I met the Easter Bunny on Easter morn before the cocks were crowing,                                                                                      I asked where you are going.                                                                                                                                                                “Tis in the house and out of the house-a-tipsy, tipsy- toeing,                                                                                                          Tis round the house                                                                                                                                                                             And ‘bout the house a-lightly going ”                                                                                                                                           What is that of every hue you carry in your basked?                                                                                                                    “Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue, I wonder that you ask it.

“Tis chocolate eggs and venom eggs and eggs of red and blue                                                                                                       For every child in every house on bonny Easter day.”
He raise his ears and winked his eye and twitched his little nose,                                                                                                   He shook his tail and stood up on his toes,                                                                                                                                            “I must be gone before the sun comes up
The east is glowing.

Tis almost time for bells to chime                                                                                                                                                         He said as he hippety -hopped away                                                                                                                                                 All within is love                                                                                                                                                                                          Joy forever more.                                                                                                                                                                        Consecrate your life a new,                                                                                                                                                                    On Easter day.

May God give you all the faith it takes                                                                                                                                               To make your dreams come true                                                                                                                                                    May his love and wisdom always help?                                                                                                                                             To guide you on your way.                                                                                                                                                                     May his light shine down upon you
On your Easter Day.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Easter is the gift of HOPE                                                                                                                                                                   Easter is the gift of PEACE                                                                                                                                                               Easter is the gift of LOVE                                                                                                                                                                     Let, us rejoice in Him,                                                                                                                                                                             Who gives all.                                                                                                                                                                                           At Easter time.