easter eve – March 31


I think Lent is over, she said

and so I gave her chocolate with

oranges in it, and went and raised

a bourbon glass in toast.The Lord

is risen, the Lord is risen indeed.


I hope it will be this way on the final

rising morn when with thou beside me

we suddenly realize that the

Lent is over and the feast begun

in the simplest gifts of life.


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