Easter

• Elliot Cant, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2018

Easter is a time
That makes me want to rhyme
We go to a camping site
In the car, it’s so tight.

At the camp, there's a river and a tree,
And when we jump from the tree we yell with glee.
At night there’s a fire,
And it is so beautiful I admire.

In the morning there’s always coals
And for breakfast, we have bacon and egg rolls.
On the Sunday, it's the fun day,
With egg cracking, swimming and we all yell hooray!

We’ve eaten so many chocolate eggs
That we can no longer stand on our legs.
So on the way home, we’re all so tired
I’m so relaxed I feel like I've expired.