The Magic of Easter
written by: Phyllis Souza
On Easter morning–
Like a solitary star in the sky, awaiting the first light of day, Little Chick leaves its empty nest, searching for its mother. It chirps, “Peep, peep.”
The sun, a master artist, paints the sky in golden hues as nature reveals itself before Little Chick’s eyes, captivating her with awe and wonder. With her soft yellow feathers tousled by a gentle breeze and morning dew on her feet, Little Chick explores the world. “Peep.”
She waddles over to a lovely willow tree. “Will you be my mama?” Little Chick chirps, full of hope.
“Sorry, I can’t,” replied the willow. “But I can lift and sway you in my treetop.” A branch extends, offering a place to climb.
“I’m afraid I might fall,” says Little Chick.
A beautiful white lily stands tall in its freshly raked bed. “Come here, little chick,” a gentle voice floats through the fragrant air.
Little Chick lifts its head and chirps, “Will you be my mama?”
“No, but I can wrap my long, slender leaves around you to keep you warm.”
“Your leaves look sharp,” chirps Little Chick.
Little Chick turns away and walks down a path lined with bright orange poppies.
They scatter their enchanting seeds.
Little Chick pecks while following the seeds. “Peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep, peep.”
It’s quite a distance.
With too many seeds swirling in its tiny belly, Little Chick—exhausted and weary—takes two more steps before sinking into its mother’s comforting wings.
The magic of Easter brings Little Chick back to its nest.
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