We dyed Easter eggs together this afternoon for
the first time ever. My son had never done it and I hadn’t done it since I was
a child. We did this with a friend and it was fun. He stuck with it so much
better then frosting gingerbread men this Christmas. I think it was the ease
and color and he has a fascination whenever I bring out eggs. He doesn’t eat
eggs and won’t try them, but loves to talk about them, hold them, crack them if helping me bake something, and now I know he loves dying them too.
Fizz
Fuzz Easter Does
Eggs
hard boiled
I
feel loyal
To
that green
And
yellow scene
With
the white bunny
Who
looks so funny
Legs
crossed cockily
leaning
on a big tree
he
smiles at the eggs
under
his legs
like
he has just hatched
this
great big batch
Eggs
of many colors
not
made out of rubber
but
looking festive
We
did our best of
vinegar
and dye
spheres
of sky
or
ovals of gold
other
hues unfold
sunset
orange into view
serene
green pulled from our stew
Purple
with one pink dot
Emerges
to surprise our lot
We
discover childhood again
An Easter bright spot
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