Gayle Sands is our host today at http://www.ethicalela.com for VerseLove, inspiring us to write poems about choices. One Easter, my oldest daughter and I chose to make our eggs to last – not a year we dyed them, but a year we painted them instead, because she wanted to try something artistic and different.
Happy Easter!
Eggs
we blew insides out
whites and yolks through tiny holes
all those years ago
painted them, hung them
in the kitchen sink window
with clear fishing line
together, just us
today these eggs are treasures
memories cherished
Matthew 28:6
He is not here, for he has risen, as he said. Come, see the place where he lay.
Common Threads 
So beautiful–and so fragile, I should imagine! Though, such is often the case with such precious treasures. Happy Easter!
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Paul, they are so fragile. Only these remain of the more than one dozen we made. I made some as a child with my mother who died in 2015, and I made these in this picture with my older daughter when she was in high school. Thanks so much for reading and commenting! I always appreciate your kind words.
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