THE LOST EASTER EGG by Russ McKay aka sillygrandpa.com
Posted on April 8, 2014
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The day started out real nice
I was happy fresh and new
Brightly colored on my shell
That boiling thing was through
I was resting in a basket
With other eggs so fancy
We were placed there very carefully
By our 8 year old named Nancy
We jiggled ’round as we took a ride
To the grassy park in town
Then we each in turn were gently placed
And hidden on the ground
It was very hard to see beyond
Those real high blades of grass
But I felt very comfortable
As the time did pass
Then I heard the squealing children
Getting closer to my place
I saw as some went by me
I even saw their face
But they all passed and let me be
Maybe I’m too small
I have no arms to part the grass
No feet to help stand tall
Then the noises became distant
And soon no more were heard
“Hey anyone… Please find me!”
But I couldn’t speak a word
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To make myself be seen
And although I was brightly dyed
I was hidden by grass green
The sun went down and it got cold
And it was growing dark
The happy kids had long since gone
And left me in the park
All the other eggs were warm and safe
And happy they were found I bet
They were comfortable in their new homes
Being treated like a pet
But as I fought to stay upbeat
And pretend I’m in my bed
I spied a pair of familiar feet
“There you are!” my Nancy said
She picked me up and rescued me
She warmed me with her hand
She carried me back home with her
And put me on a stand
“I’m so glad that you weren’t found”
As she smiled and looked at me
‘Cause you’re my favorite one of all
The Easter eggs I see!”
I’ve got a place of honor
On the center shelf
We’re both happy that I wasn’t found
Nancy and myself