The Easter Bunny and
the Easter Hare
During Easter week
the Easter Bunnies are so busy, free time is very rare,
Picking chocolate
eggs and rabbits, Easter grass and candies for children to share.
On Easter morn, hard
to find a doorstep without the signs of an Easter Bunny there.
But in this chocolate
kingdom, a new suggestion voiced from the Gutenberg Hare,
“Fellow rabbits I do
not want to break tradition,
Never accuse me of
treason or sedition,
We all bring the joy
of Easter in a long anticipated rendition,
But in your sweet
baskets perhaps a small welcome addition?”
Now rabbits may squeak
but they rarely complain or moan,
Yet from the
twitching tails and noses came a collective moan,
“Our baskets are
overloaded; handles already cut through to the bone,
any addition would be
too much weight to carry alone!”
The Gutenberg Hare
slowly raised his paw above the rabbits’ complaining din,
Even though a gentle,
studious hare, this was a dispute he must win,
For the joy of Easter
should not be only a chocolate web to spin.
Slowly he bent over
into an open, non candied laden bin.
He lifted and put
into his Easter basket a book every child would want to read,
“Friend rabbits
chocolate is divine; on it children will always draw a bead,
But a good book read
is like a farmer planting the seeds,
Of morals, thoughts, fables,
or heroes to do good deeds,
Teachings and lessons
to show the way or teach how to lead.
Lucky is the child,
who has a large chocolate to savor and not waste,
While reading a book
for sweet knowledge is also a long lasting taste.”
And so with a voice
vote that closed the friendly debate,
For no rabbit on
Easter morn wished to be late,
To the lucky houses
chocolates and candy baskets left on porch or stair,
Followed by a basket
of books left by a Gutenberg Hare.
Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
© 3/24/2005
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