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43 Beautiful Easter Poems To Celebrate

Inside: 43 Beautiful Easter poems to celebrate this holiday however you observe! With the Easter bunny, with church, with family, read it all.

Easter is such a widely celebrated holiday, though nothing compares to Christmas, but even those who don’t generally observe it as a religious holiday can still participate in the fun and enjoyment and celebrate the beautiful spring weather! An Easter egg hunt and a lovely family brunch in our Sunday best is fun for anyone who wishes to take part.

Poetry can be so fun to incorporate into your Easter plans, you can get pretty creative with it. If you’re sending out fun formal and written invitations, adding an Easter poem to it can be cute and a unique way to change it up. When everyone’s sitting down for family brunch around a honey baked ham or whatever you choose to have this year, reciting an Easter poem about the importance of the holiday religiously OR about the fun family aspect of the holiday is a cute way to bring meaningful words to the event without having to write them yourself if that isn’t your thing.

Have fun with it and enjoy these Easter poems!

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Christian Easter Poems

Easter poems for the Christian faith are deep and full of remembrance of what Christ died for. If you are of the faith, this is maybe one of the most important holidays you can observe. It’s what the entire religion is based on, and what the entire life of Jesus was lived for.

As a Christian, it can be easy to get caught up in all of the surface level aspects of religion and forget that this is what it’s really about. I love to read poems and articles from other people to remember what it is that Jesus really did and what it was really like for him to do so. It can be a pretty deep and somber time, but it’s so beautiful and powerful.

Here are some Christian Easter poems to remember. Joanna Fuchs is a wonderful Christian author and poet, and she writes some lovely and profound poems about Easter.

1. Easter Love

On Easter we celebrate love,
love coming down from heaven,
love blanketing the earth
in a transforming embrace;
unique and infinite love,
giving more than we can imagine
for us, to cleanse our sin,
a perfect sacrifice, Lamb of God,
the walking, talking Word.
He is teacher, role model, friend,
this God in human form,
dying, then rising from the dead,
proving all who believe
will also rise
to have eternal life, with Him,
Lord of all.
Oh, Happy, Happy Easter!

by Joanna Fuchs

A cross in front of a sunset

2. The Easter Story

Jesus came to compensate
For all the wrongs we do.
He came to earth to die for us,
So we’d be born anew.

“This bitter cup, let it pass from me,”
He cried, in a plaintive voice;
“Yet not My will, but Thine be done;”
He said, in His faithful choice.

The Judas kiss would seal his fate;
He faced a hostile crowd;
The governor, Pilate, saw through it all;
Jesus’ guilt he disavowed.

“I wash my hands of all of this,”
Said Pilate, “Let Him be.”
But the crowd yelled “Crucify him now,
And set Barabbas free!”

Pilate yielded to their wish;
And Jesus was led away.
The soldiers beat him, and mocked Him, too,
Yet He continued to obey.

A crown of thorns lay on His head,
As His sentence was carried out;
His hands and feet were pierced with nails,
But He did not scream or shout.

“Father, forgive them for this crime;
They know not what they do.”
He said this despite His torment, because,
He was thinking of me and you.

“It is finished,” he sighed in His anguish and pain,
As His body gave up to death.
The curtain tore, and darkness fell,
After He took His last breath.

The best of the story is the very last part;
It’s why on Easter we’re filled with pleasure:
Death could not our Savior hold;
His power is beyond all measure.

He rose from the grave, and was seen all around;
Ever since, He’s inspired devotion,
And we’ll be with Him for eternity,
When we get our heavenly promotion.

That’s why Easter is a major event:
He suffered and died in our place.
He rose and forgave us and loves us still,
Our Savior of matchless grace.

by Joanna Fuchs

3. If Not For Easter

If not for Easter,
the chaos of this world
would be all there is
and all there ever would be.
If not for Easter,
the unfairness of life
would drive us to despair.
But God sent His Son
to give eternal life
filled with peace, happiness
and unimaginable blessings
to those who choose Him.
All we have to do is choose Him.
Happy, Happy Easter!

by Joanna Fuchs

4. Easter Means Eternal Life

A perfect God demands a perfect justice;
He cannot let us get away with sin.
We used God’s gift of our free will to trespass,
So heaven’s gates were closed; we couldn’t get in.

Our sin required our blood, a sacrifice,
To atone for all the wrongs that we had done.
“But I love them!” cried our Father, filled with sorrow;
“I’ll send my only Son to be the one.”

Good Friday marks the slaying of our Jesus,
The unblemished lamb, the perfect sacrifice.
He took our guilt and blame upon Himself,
So we could be with Him in paradise.

On Easter morning, he came back from death;
He vanished from the tomb, the empty grave.
His resurrection means eternal life
For us, the ones he came to earth to save.

This summarizes all the Easter story
And because of it, we’ll be with Him in glory.

by Joanna Fuchs

5. Celebrate Our Savior

On Easter morn, we celebrate our Savior;
Whatever people seek in Him, they find.
In history, there has never been another
So holy, sacrificial, good and kind.

His resurrection makes us all immortal;
In heaven, we’ll be together with our King.
Eternally we’ll share in all His blessings;
Happy Easter! Jesus Christ is everything!

by Joanna Fuchs

6. To All Who Love Him

O God of the Universe,
you shed your glory, your majesty,
your omnipotence
to become human, as Jesus Christ–
to get close to us, to connect with us,
to be our role model and guide for living.
O God of the Universe,
you became the human Jesus Christ,
to know us, to feel all we feel,
to show us how much you love us
by taking within yourself all our sins.
O God of the Universe,
you felt not just one person’s pain
but the pain of all of us,
to wash us clean and bond with us,
your creation, your children.
O God of the Universe,
you proved your trancendent holy power
by rising from the dead,
a sign that all of us who believe in You
will also rise to be with You eternally.
The resurrection of Jesus Christ
is the “Happy” in “Happy Easter.”
Happy Easter to all those who love Him.

by Joanna Fuchs

7. A Second Chance

God always wants the best for us,
But in Eden we sinned; we really blew it.
We disobeyed God’s direct decree;
We separated from Him, and we knew it.

You’d think we’d learn to behave ourselves,
But through all time, we just kept doing it;
Piling wrong on top of wrong,
Our punishment—we kept accruing it.

Jesus came and changed all that;
He paid the price for all our sins;
When we repent and believe in Him,
We change, and a better life begins.

Easter stands for a second chance
For us to choose to put things right;
If we repent, and really believe,
Our record is polished clean and bright.

When Jesus rose from the dead back then,
He guaranteed our eternal life,
Reunited with God in heaven,
Free from tears and fears and strife.

Easter ensures paradise
For all of us, for you and me;
We’re reconciled to our Lord and King
For now and all eternity.

by Joanna Fuchs

8. His Love

God sent his Son to take the punishment
For all the thoughtless, sinful things we do.
Jesus gave his life because He loves us;
His love is boundless, sweet, forever true.

On Easter morn He showed He is our Savior.
His resurrection proves He is our Lord.
That is why we tell you, “Happy Easter!”
He secured out heavenly reward.

by Joanna Fuchs

9. This Life on Earth

Easter means that this life on earth
is not all there is.
Jesus went “to prepare a place for us”
in His Father’s heavenly mansions
for all eternity.
Jesus died for our sins,
paying our penalty,
so that we could be forgiven.
He was resurrected, to prove
that death has no hold
on those who repent
and accept Him as Savior.
This life on earth is a prelude
to eternal joy with our Lord.
Easter is a celebration
of our eternal destiny.

by Joanna Fuchs

10. Easter Joy

Jesus came to earth,
To show us how to live,
How to put others first,
How to love and how to give.

Then He set about His work,
That God sent Him to do;
He took our punishment on Himself;
He made us clean and new.

He could have saved Himself,
Calling angels from above,
But He chose to pay our price for sin;
He paid it out of love.

Our Lord died on Good Friday,
But the cross did not destroy
His resurrection on Easter morn
That fills our hearts with joy.

Now we know our earthly death,
Like His, is just a rest.
We’ll be forever with Him
In heaven, where life is best.

So we live our lives for Jesus,
Think of Him in all we do.
Thank you Savior; Thank you Lord.
Help us love like you!

by Joanna Fuchs

11. He Lives

Happy Easter! Allelujah!
Jesus Christ, He lives!
Serve Him to receive salvation;
Eternal life he gives!

by Joanna Fuchs

Beautiful Easter Poems

Any poem is beautiful in my opinion, but in regards to the topic, there are so many lovely ways one can write poetry about the Easter holiday. It’s a powerful time to spend time with family, to enjoy the spring weather, to observe a religious holiday, to have fun with the magic of the Easter bunny, anything you can write about is a beautiful Easter poem!

12. I—Easter Hymn

If in that Syrian garden, ages slain,
You sleep, and know not you are dead in vain,
Nor even in dreams behold how dark and bright
Ascends in smoke and fire by day and night
The hate you died to quench and could but fan,
Sleep well and see no morning, son of man.

But if, the grave rent and the stone rolled by,
At the right hand of majesty on high
You sit, and sitting so remember yet
Your tears, your agony and bloody sweat,
Your cross and passion and the life you gave,
Bow hither out of heaven and see and save.

by A. E. Housman

13. Jerusalem

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!

And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
Bring me my arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land.

by William Blake

14. Come Lord and Lift

Come Lord, and lift the fallen bird
Abandoned on the ground;
The soul bereft and longing so
To have the lost be found.

The heart that cries—let it but hear
Its sweet love answering,
Or out of ether one faint note
Of living comfort wring.

by Tom Merrill

15. The Life You Gave

“If in that Syrian garden, ages slain,
You sleep, and know not you are dead in vain,
Nor even in dreams behold how dark and bright
Ascends in smoke and fire by day and night
The hate you died to quench and could but fan,
Sleep well and see no morning, son of man.
But if, the grave rent and the stone rolled by,
At the right hand of majesty on high
You sit, and sitting so remember yet
Your tears, your agony and bloody sweat,
Your cross and passion and the life you gave,
Bow hither out of heaven and see and save.”

by A. E. Housman

16. Directive

Back out of all this now too much for us,
Back in a time made simple by loss
Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off
Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather,
There is a house that is no more a house
Upon a farm that is no more a farm
And in a town that is no more a town.
The road there, if you’ll let a guide direct you
Who only has at heart your getting lost,
May seem as if it should have been a quarry –
Great monolithic knees the former town
Long since gave up pretense of keeping covered.
And there’s a story in a book about it:
Besides the wear of iron wagon wheels
The ledges show lines ruled southeast-northwest,
The chisel work of an enormous Glacier
That braced his feet against the Arctic Pole.
You must not mind a certain coolness from him
Still said to haunt this side of Panther Mountain.
Nor need you mind the serial ordeal
Of being watched from forty cellar holes
As if by eye pairs out of forty firkins.
As for the woods’ excitement over you
That sends light rustle rushes to their leaves,
Charge that to upstart inexperience.
Where were they all not twenty years ago?
They think too much of having shaded out
A few old pecker-fretted apple trees.
Make yourself up a cheering song of how
Someone’s road home from work this once was,
Who may be just ahead of you on foot
Or creaking with a buggy load of grain.
The height of the adventure is the height
Of country where two village cultures faded
Into each other. Both of them are lost.
And if you’re lost enough to find yourself
By now, pull in your ladder road behind you
And put a sign up CLOSED to all but me.
Then make yourself at home. The only field
Now left’s no bigger than a harness gall.
First there’s the children’s house of make-believe,
Some shattered dishes underneath a pine,
The playthings in the playhouse of the children.
Weep for what little things could make them glad.
Then for the house that is no more a house,
But only a belilaced cellar hole,
Now slowly closing like a dent in dough.
This was no playhouse but a house in earnest.
Your destination and your destiny’s
A brook that was the water of the house,
Cold as a spring and yet so near its source,
Too lofty and original to rage.
(We know the valley streams that when aroused
Will leave their tatters hung on barb and thorn.)
I have kept hidden in the instep arch
Of an old cedar at the waterside
A broken drinking goblet like the Grail
Under a spell so the wrong ones can’t find it,
So can’t get saved, as Saint Mark says they mustn’t.
(I stole the goblet from the children’s playhouse.)
Here are your waters and your watering place.
Drink and be whole again beyond confusion.

by Robert Frost

17. Uphill

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.

But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.

Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at that door.

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.

by Christina Rossetti

18. All Hail To Easter Day

All hail to Easter Day now here;
Away at once our doubt and fear,
For Christ has risen!
Our hearts shall rise in sacred love,
Our eyes shall turn to thee above,
God of Heaven!

We feel the reign of time has fled,
No longer can the seeming dead
In sleep repose!
The soul will find another home,
And hear the Saviour’s solemn “Come,”
When breath shall close!

We know this life will speed away,
And short will be our mortal day,
And flesh must fade!
But still beyond there is a rest
For all the holy and the blest
Who’ve Christ obeyed!

Thanks be to God for Easter Day,
To Jesus, too, who led the way
To grace and peace!
And may we all receive a crown
When we our earthly work lay down,
And faith ne’er cease!

by C. D. Bradlee

19. I’ve Been Redeemed

I have been redeemed
not with silver or gold
but with a lively hope
taking on my heart a hold.

I had nothing to give,
only my faith in His grace
for Jesus took upon Himself
the penalty in my place.

I have been redeemed,
no longer am I culpable
all because Jesus saw . . .
me as being lovable.

It’s a one time payment,
Jesus made for me
for only by His blood
was I able to be set free.

I have been redeemed,
Jesus my sins bought
for the lamb of God . . .
willingly took my spot!

by Deborah Ann Belka

20. Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye

21. Who Won

From Friday’s tragedy and terror to Sunday’s redeeming cry,
The world has discovered that Christ is real, with evidence man can’t deny.
Truly He’s risen, just as He promised, sitting at God’s right hand;
We have the privilege of calling Him Saviour if we obey His command.

But oh, so costly was this venture, it brought such agony and pain,
Hatred filled the hearts of leaders; somehow their laws they must maintain.
If He won the crowd’s devotion, if they followed in His train,
They would lose prestige and power, they could would not allow His gain!

Make an example of this rebel, the arm of the law must rule supreme;
This young intruder’s no exception, we’ll end this young man’s crazy scheme.
But death will never be the ruler – God had initiated a plan,
Created after the downfall of Adam, Satan must never have rule over man!

Christ gives us choices, we have an option; sin’s penalty paid that we might go free,
God is the author, Christ the Redeemer, nothing can change this eternal decree.
Pharisees tried, thought they had killed Him, yet Jesus rose triumphantly.
He is still Ruler, fully in power, great interceder for you and for me.

by Greta Zwaan

For Childrens’ Church

If you’re a Sunday School teacher and need some cute poems to share at childrens’ church on Easter Sunday, here are some perfect ones! Some are in regards to usual Easter traditions like the Easter bunny and egg hunts, and some are about Jesus and what the Christian faith believes about His life.

Hopefully these poems are exactly what you need for your childrens’ classroom this year– hang them on the wall, print them on the coloring sheet, or read them aloud on the reading rug while you have the kids with you for the hour.


Colored Easter eggs lined up on a table

22. Easter’s Bunny

With a hip and a hop—
Easter bunny won’t you stop,
At my house to hide some yummy little eggs.
Then you’ll jump out and run –
Down the street for some fun,
Zippity quick on your fuzzy, furry legs.
To hide treats for the others –
Boys and girls –even mothers,
Treats galore packed in baskets and bright bags!”

by Leanne Guenther

23. Egg Hunt

She walked among the daffodils,
Eyes piercing.
Somewhere there was a treasure
Hidden within the yellow sea;
And there it was,
A silvery slip of oval goodness
Encasing a sweet wonder
Her fingertips could barely free
From its grasp.
Treasure found, she added it to
The basket filled with other such wonders,
A secret smile spreading across her face.

by Julie Craig

24. Easter Eggs

Yellow and blue.
Easter eggs,
For me and you
Easter eggs,
Candy sweet.
Easter eggs
Are good to eat.
Easter eggs,
Pretty and funny.
But…where oh where
Is the Easter bunny?

by Anonymous

25. He Lives Again

Jesus rose on Easter day,
The stone by his tomb was rolled away.
He conquered death upon that day,
And He lives again to show us the way.

by Kelly Roper

26. The Joy It Brings

Now when I think of Easter,
I don’t think of material things.
I use it as a reminder
Of the joy it brings.

by Michael A. Burke Sr

27. The Happy Earth

The air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings.
The happy earth looks at the sky.
And sings.

by Joyce Kilmer

28. An Easter Poem

“Today is Easter,
A very special day,
It’s the time to go to church,
And take some time and pray.
The kids will hunt for easter eggs,
And have alot of fun,
And on this beautiful spring day,
We’ll all be out in the sun.
But we must remember our Savior,
Who is up in the heavens above,
Because we are blessed with so many things,
And they are all given with his love.”

by Debbie

29. Celebrate Our Savior
On Easter morn, we celebrate our Savior;
Whatever people seek in Him, they find.
In history, there has never been another
So holy, sacrificial, good and kind.

by Joanna Fuchs

30. Happy Easter

See the land, her Easter keeping,
Rises as her Maker rose.
Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping,
Burst at last from winter snows.
Earth with heaven above rejoices;
Fields and gardens hail the spring;
Shaughs and woodlands ring with voices,
While the wild birds build and sing.

You, to whom your Maker granted
Powers to those sweet birds unknown,
Use the craft by God implanted;
Use the reason not your own.
Here, while heaven and earth rejoices,
Each his Easter tribute bring—
Work of fingers, chant of voices,
Like the birds who build and sing.

by Charles Kingsley

31. Jelly Bean Poem
“Red is for the blood He gave.
Green is for the grass He made.
Yellow is for the sunflowers so bright.
Black is for the dark of night.
White is for the grace He gave.
Orange is for the sun He made.
Purple is for the hours of sorrow.
Pink is for our new tomorrow.
A bag full of jelly beans,
colorful and sweet.
It’s a prayer, a promise,
and a child’s treat.”

by Anonymous

Family Easter Poems

Whatever your family is doing for Easter this year, adding a little poetry is a fun way to personalize it.

It’s a good way to bring certain memories and thoughts to the holiday, and you can totally change the vibe with a good family poem for Easter.

33. An Easter Prayer

God, give us eyes to see
the beauty of the Spring,
And to behold Your majesty
in every living thing.

And may we see in lacy leaves
and every budding flower
The Hand that rules the universe
with gentleness and power.

by Helen Steiner Rice

34. After the Rain

I think of the garden after the rain;
And hope to my heart comes singing,
At morn the cherry-blooms will be white,
And the Easter bells be ringing!

by Edna Dean Proctor

35. Easter Anticipation

Chocolate bunnies and jelly beans galore,
I’m hoping for those and so much more!
My Easter basket is waiting for me to search,
As soon as my family gets home from church.

by Mary White

36. An Easter Wish

Easter is a time
Of renewal
Of hope
Of life
Easter is a time
Of Easter eggs
Of Easter bunnies
Of chocolate too
Easter is a time
Of family
Of faith
Of joy
Easter is a time
Of making wishes
Of good things to come
Of sweetness and love

by Celine Rose Mariotti

A pink table with Easter eggs and confetti

37. Excited about Easter Week

It is Easter week and I am dancing with joy.
We have a birthday girl and a birthday boy
In my family, both of them a teen
There is excitement behind the scene.

Jesus’s rebirth will be remembered too
There is optimism; no one is sad or blue.
It’s a refreshing time when the earth is anew
hopping with love for flowers saturated with dew.

It is Easter week and we are upbeat and happy
Sure, the bunny and eggs are a tiny bit sappy
But a child is dancing with pure joy in her heart.
I am glad for these activities that we can take part.

Jesus is no doubt smiling down on this week
He is there for anyone who is eager to seek
Dying for my sins and replenishing my soul.
I feel excited and happy, eager and whole.

by Caren Krutsinger

38. Easter Egg Champion

Where, oh where, are the Easter eggs hiding?
Someone please help me, I need a little guiding.
I’m tired of searching but I really want to win,
So I can be the Easter egg champion again!

by Mary White

39. The Crucifixion

I laughed and mocked as He walked that day,
up a hill to redeem my soul.
I joined the crowd to spit and jeer,
and I watched His sorrow grow.
I drove every nail deep in His hands
with every sin in my heart.
My rebellion shoved the thorns in His head,
and my strife tore His robe apart.
I used my hatred to give Him a bitter drink,
and I glared down on Him with pride.
I thought of past disappointments,
and with my anger, I pierced His side.
I denied His power and ignored His worth
and stood waiting for His life to end.
I watched the last drop of His blood fall,
not knowing my grief would begin.
I looked around to find His accusers,
but no one was there but me.
I looked at my hands; they were stained with blood,
and then I began to see.
Conviction slowly entered my heart,
and I dropped all my weapons of choice:
the pride, the anger, the hatred, the lust,
and then I heard His voice.
“Forgive her Father, I died for her.
I paid the price for her soul,
I bore her sickness and all of her pain,
and now I have made her whole.”
He looked down on me with loving eyes.
He saw my present, my future, my past.
He knew I needed a Savior,
and my soul had found Him at last.
I looked around to find His accusers,
but no one was there but me.

by Fran Peck

40. Thoughts Of Easter

I awoke before dawn this Easter morn,
Laid very still and just thought,
Not of the eggs and bunnies that Easter brings,
But of the gift of life that it brought.
I thought of that cross he carried,
That crown of thorns on his head,
The nails into his body they buried,
Betrayed by even those that he led.
Up that road to Calvary,
Totally sinless too,
Jesus paid the ultimate out of love,
He died for me, for you.
Love keeps no records of right or wrong,
Love doesn’t keep a score,
To our Father in heaven we all belong,
Just as on that day long before.
I looked in the room at my sleeping sons,
Tears slipped from my eyes.
God had done more than I could have done,
To just watch as my son suffered and died.
My Easter held such meaning then,
As I watched the dawn breaking through,
Just thinking of that day so long ago,
When God did what I could not do.

by Deborah Wininger

41. Meaning

When Jesus came on the scene
He came in a way that was humble
Here on earth
He never mumbled nor grumbled

Man shed innocent blood
When Jesus died on the cross
They thought they were above God
In the end they found out who was boss

Easter is a day set aside
For Christ’s death, burial and resurrection
If in your life you’re not living right
This is the time to make corrections

Easter shouldn’t be celebrated
With nice clothes and beautiful hats
God’s death, burial and resurrection
Has nothing to do with that

Jesus bore the cross
Heading for Calvary
Through God’s love
Allowed us to be free

He was put in His tomb
And on the 3rd day He got out
So I could capture salvation
And for this reason I can jump and shout

Now when I think of Easter
I don’t think of material things
I use it as a reminder
Of the joy it brings.

by Michael A Burke Sr

42. Good Friday

Am I a stone, and not a sheep,
That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross,
To number drop by drop Thy blood’s slow loss,
And yet not weep?

by Christina Rossetti

43. An Easter Flower Gift

The thought of Love Immortal blends
With fond remembrances of friends;
In you, O sacred flowers,
By human love made doubly sweet,
The heavenly and the earthly meet,
The heart of Christ is ours!

by John Greenleaf Whittier

Easter is a lovely way to celebrate spring and family, and who doesn’t love a good excuse to get everyone together, especially all dressed up and excited for another holiday.

After a long and dreary winter, we will take anything we can when it comes to celebrating. It’s a long stint of boredom after Christmas, and we are well due for another day to celebrate. If you do observe this day religiously, there’s so much to be thankful for and there’s so much to appreciate this time of year.

While of course Easter doesn’t mark the actual days of death and resurrection of Christ, it definitely is a time stamp for us to just remember. Some of these poems have hopefully sparked some remembrance in you for what this holiday is about for those that believe in the Christian faith. While it is also a day for fun celebration, there is a lot to remember and be thankful for to Jesus.

If you need some Easter bunny specific poems, here are some of my favorites! Use these with the Easter baskets from the bunny himself, what a fun element to add to your kids’ magical Easter sunday.

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