How I long for fun                                                                                                                                                  In the sweet Spring Sun                                                                                                                                   Watching children scatter                                                                                                                                    For eggs they will gather                                                                                                                                    Dreaming of filling                                                                                                                                                 Baskets without spilling                                                                                                                                           All of their treasures                                                                                                                                               Fulfilling their pleasures                                                                                                                                           Little hands are grabbing                                                                                                                                      All the eggs they are nabbing                                                                                                                                                                   How I love to watch them                                                                                                                                        When they laugh and play                                                                                                                                                                     Loving the feeling all through the day                                                                                                                  Cherubic faces                                                                                                                                                      With loose shoe laces                                                                                                                                                                                         Jumping and running                                                                                                                                           And showing their cunning                                                                                                                              Watching them spy                                                                                                                                               An egg way up high                                                                                                                                                Some too small                                                                                                                                                                          To climb a wall                                                                                                                                                    Just right for tight places                                                                                                                                Getting caught by loose shoe laces                                                                                                                Mothers a flitter                                                                                                                                                    Do watch their litter                                                                                                                                          Little ones playing                                                                                                                                           Looking for where eggs are laying                                                                                                                  Many search for the prize                                                                                                                                  With their little eyes                                                                                                                                            Little ones wait                                                                                                                                               Wondering why the bunny is late                                                                                                                    Under the clear blue sky                                                                                                                                      We sit and spy                                                                                                                                                    Both near and far                                                                                                                                              Sounds of laughter inside a car                                                                                                                           How I love those cherubic faces                                                                                                                        With loose shoe laces                                                                                                                                   Running to and fro                                                                                                                                            Away they go                                                                                                                                                  Looking for eggs with pretty colors                                                                                                                                                                  Not thinking about others                                                                                                                                   All the sweet Spring day                                                                                                                                     Just wanting to run and play                                                                                                                             Little hands clapping                                                                                                                                             As others are napping                                                                                                                                       Little cherubic faces                                                                                                                                           With loose shoe laces                                                                                                                                        Like eggs with prizes                                                                                                                                             In all sorts and sizes                                                                                                                                           Still watching for the bunny                                                                                                                                  To them he seems  funny                                                                                                                                       How I love those cherubic faces                                                                                                                          Running around with loose shoe laces