Once was a hare

that in imagination played

who in a cheerful spirit

set about the colored eggs he made

such was the mystery

but be that as it may

he deposited the eggs he laid

least that's what people say

 

Then children awoke and spoke

in words of wondrous surprise

excited to go hunt the eggs

to which they were apprised

in every niche and nook they looked

to gather in such thrills

while parents whispered to themselves

and watched as baskets filled

 

The secret of the Easter Egg, may we remind

is that happiness is only hidden till we find.