The eve of Lenten's weary old mile
of prayerful days and the fasting trial
A candle waits in flickering flame
In our victory we call His name.
My sons laugh - sweet eggs in sight
We break and share - just one tonight
My wife prepares - the lamb is tender
I tell the boys of deaths surrender
The table full - the eggs are laid
Grateful hearts for the love we've made
Love is gathered - our laughter blends
a feast of glory for the ends
Jesus stands - death's undone!
I smile - Easter morning in our hearts begun
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Smith Shine Poetry 
What a beautiful and reverent poem. 🌿✨
You’ve captured the spirit of Easter with such warmth and grace—the journey from quiet devotion to joyful celebration flows so naturally through your words. The imagery of family, faith, and togetherness brings a deep sense of peace and meaning.
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