An Ode To The Earless Bunny

When children play and search for that symbol of life, The oval of new life, And mother nature reminds us of all things green and growing, of new life and new love, and hope eternal, Then we too return to our roots of youth. Oh happy Easter, when earless bunnies shall prevail, Oh joy divine, This sunlit day when all pleasure is in the brightness and charm of earth's slow rotation toward light, Is not this day the best day of all? Happy Easter to one and all! May your ham be cooked well and your turkeys be tasty and through it all you remember how lucky we are to live in this great world of warm winds and spring-like brightness... And if you are one of the unlucky ones that is enjoying the last vestiges of winter may your pain be of short duration. I'm off to enjoy the ears of my bunny... And I might even brush out the real one.... ; )