Her Name is Easter

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Linking with Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform Imagined by Kerry

It is the hour to rend thy chains,
The blossom time of souls.
~Katherine Lee Bates

Her name is Easter and she is full of grace

she quickly glides to kiss each and every face

as she dances a dance even the awkward know

for she longs to dance with every living soul.

Her garments are always flowing and miles long

so all can touch it's true fabric and always hold on.

The perfume she wears is renewal's new rose

and all who come near her long to stay close.

Now when Easter is near us her voice becomes clear

and the song that she sings is a choir all can hear.

So touch her and in song let your voice raise

for her name is Easter and she if full of grace.

©Carrie Van Horn 2019