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Children will go to sleep tonight
dreaming of Easters coming delight.
Many will wake and put on their Sundays best,
and grab a basket and go nest to nest.
Collecting all the colored eggs they can find,
with joy and happiness in their heart, soul and mind.
After the the egg hunt off to church many will go.
In worship of our savior so many know.
Most of us can reflect back many years in our mind
to all the past Easters and the joy we did find.
As we look at our children and see their hearts set aglow.
Our Heavenly father smiles kindly on his world down below...
Stanley Victor Paskavich/Stantasyland

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