The Easter Bunny Revisited
It is that time of year again
The Easter Bunny will soon be here
It is that time of year
Will he even get here, there or anywhere
with all the snow and ice due far and near
~
I found myself saying we may
have pineapple pizza, and then I say
we have no plans right?
It brought a tear, what a sight!
Almost a month away and not sleeping at night.
~
I remember being alone, so
alone on Easter Sunday not that long ago.
Hubby reminded me it was the pandemic! Oh!
That is why I was feeling so low!
~
Here I thought it was the full-moon
some will be fasting real soon
I didn't miss the pandemic
Both hubby and I did get sick
We are hoping for a reprieve
from the new strains some receive.
~
It is nice to not be missing family
I am always profamily
And the pandemic interfered with my sunny
disposition and all the money
I planned to receive and yes, it can't still be the moon
~
It wasn't the moon, as the full moon was on the 14th,
and it's now a week later and the umteenth
time the moon was blamed. The next one to blame is April 13th.
Can we end this real soon, maybe before noon
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Authors note: I intend to revisit some previous posts that didn't get much attention. Some may not notice but I know if Dharrsheena reads it she will remember it, so it is on purpose and the revisited will be a telltale sign that the story was around before and you don't have to reread and this is why I had to mention. If you choose to read, you can see if you might recognize the changes I've made and like this version!
About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
I am married with 7 children, 28 grands, and 13 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium daily.
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Comments (9)
Nice poem, Denise. This poem captures a mix of emotions—nostalgia, humor, and reflection—wrapped up in the anticipation of Easter. I love the playful nods to the moon, the pandemic memories, and the longing for family time. Wishing you a joyful Easter season, hopefully with good company (and maybe even some pineapple pizza)! 🌸🐰🍍🍕
Oh no, I don't know what have you changed. I just have a vague memory of this so I enjoyed the reread hehehehhe
A nice poem, Denise. "Will he even get here, there or anywhere with all the snow and ice due far and near" No problem here with the snow. The question is, will the heat go before app the chocolate melts? I don't buy Easter eggs anymore because I am not near my family (they are all on the other side of the country) and my little dogs can't have chocolate.
Nicely done Denise!
Fabulous!!! Always love your fun family poems!!!❤️❤️💕
This tickles my memory. Some lines stand out to me more than others. I know I've read this before, but I've enjoyed rereading it all the same. Revisions or no revisions
Very good work, congrats 👏
This poem is a wonderfully chaotic and relatable ramble through thoughts and feelings about Easter. "Almost a month away and not sleeping at night" perfectly captures that pre-holiday anxiety, even for seemingly small things. The mix of humor, pandemic reflections, and family longing creates a surprisingly poignant and human piece.🌞🩶🤎
Revision or no revisions your poems are usually something else really great. I remember this image and it does read smoother. Great work.