Easter.

I used to wonder, while I was dying eggs
Or eating candy, If I'd lost sight of the Savior.
If He felt sorrow that I think of other things,
That He does not take up one hundred per cent of my Easter.
But then I looked at my brother's face,
Holding up a blue easter egg.
And I thought to myself,
Someone who loves us so much
Can't possibly be sad about such a happy face.
He is Risen! And I shall tell it out with JOYful voice!!!!