When my thoughts stray
to Easters past,
I think of church services,
singing in the choir
Sunday School,
families with food and fun.
Colouring Easter eggs and
searching for Easter baskets
with previously forbidden candy;
Easter bonnets and new dresses
And all the joy from these times
fades into the distant past and
yet is in sharper relief with
each turn of the years.
When my thoughts stray
to Easters past,
I remember those things I believe.
“The reappearance of the light is
the same as the survival of the soul.”
~ Victor Hugo


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