When the Easter Bunny came to our house
He was so very quiet, just like a mouse
He'd hide Easter Baskets all over the place
When we were kids, that was always the case
In the Pantry bin, one of us kids found one there
The others were still looking, they thought it unfair
Another was found in the oven, the stove wasn't heated
The other kid looked for his, he didn't feel defeated
In the Living room, right behind the rocking chair
That's where he found it, just sitting there
It was always fun, to find what was brought
The Easter Bunny made it fun, is what I thought
Years later, when Easter came around
From the front door, there came a knocking sound
There in the hallway, an Easter basket was found
Just the Easter basket, nobody else was around
My Sister, moments later, was coming in the back door
She smiled when seeing the Easter basket, what was that for
We suspected it was her, she always had a good heart
She wanted to make Easter, a very special part
She brought back Easter, to our family home
A good memory, that was worth writing about in this poem
