By Jany Campana
Word Count: 40
I dream of Easter.
The colorful eggs hiding in green grass.
Delicious chocolate bunnies.
Carrot cake with extra carrots on top.
Brunch with the whole family.
Only, I’m too busy–
Begrudgingly hopping from house to house–
Delivering these heavy baskets.
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