Tungstenturtle Poetry

The world reborn,
beautiful spring,
colours worn,
birds sing,

hidden nests of joy,
in the bushes and grass,
chocolate or toy,
from children amass,

In a garden well-tended,
a feel-good tradition,
the own treasure defended,
a hide and seek mission.

sun is welcome to celebration,
rain and snow uninvited,
still fun the indoor variation,
even adults are delighted.

colourful spots in places well hid,
next to fresh green,
found by a laughing kid,
with curious eyes seen,

What memories of childhood,
such a nice day,
from every age understood,
a good time, in a traditional way,

I prefer the eggs and the rabbit,
not so much the fairytale,
religion is not my habit,
I like chocolate, sweets and ale.

It is unlike Christmas celebration,
where only the good kids get some thing,
so even for those in rebelation,
the rabbits have something to bring,

it is for everyone
days get cosy and bright,
freetime and fun,
warm and light,

Go and look for the unexpected,
be grateful what you find,
be surprised about the detected,
enjoy it, together and kind.

Easter is for the soul,
hope is reborn that day
to feel satisfied and whole,
in a natural, traditional way.