Sitting in Church <br />Listening to sermons <br />With white patent leather shoes <br />A fancy dress and little white gloves <br />With a new purse, <br />My brothers all dressed <br />In nice shirts and pants, <br />My mom dressed up like a movie star <br />With her beautiful dress and hat, <br />My step dad who never cared for church <br />He even dressed up for the day. <br /> <br />And in our pockets <br />Were chocolate eggs and jelly beans <br />We were told not to take to church <br />But we couldn’t help it. <br />I would peek at my brothers <br />Sneaking candy out of their pockets <br />And when mom wasn’t looking <br />I would sneak some out of my purse, <br />And slowly let the chocolate egg <br />Dissolve in my mouth <br />I couldn’t let her see me chewing <br />Not in church! <br /> <br />We would come home <br />Have an egg hunt <br />That we enjoyed so much <br />That we all would hide the eggs again <br />Ourselves <br />Then we had a nice big Easter dinner <br />Maybe even play monopoly <br />While eating more Easter candy. <br /> <br />I know the holiday was about Jesus <br />Being resurrected <br />I had spent many years <br />In classes learning these things <br />But somehow Easter <br />Just reminds me more of <br />Family togetherness and love <br />And visits from the Easter Bunny <br />And I don’t think Jesus would mind that at all.<br /><br />Connie Webb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/easter-s-past/
