An Easter Poem

It’s Easter in Alaska

And spring is weeks away,

There are no flowers blooming

No green grass on display.

The little girls wear winter coats

Over their Easter dresses,

You never know when you might find

A snowflake in their tresses.

Our egg hunts often happen

Inside our houses warm,

Unless we don our mud boots

And sometimes brave a storm.

Though Easter in Alaska

Does not arrive with spring,

Our hearts still bloom with renewed hope

That makes our voices sing.

For Jesus died to save us

And rose on the third day,

This is what we celebrate

Just in a special way.

So please enjoy your Easter

Proclaim resurrection bold!

And know Alaskans join you

Even if we’re cold.

                KSanders

                2010