April is the time for renewal and rebirth. —Michelle Liew
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She found it underneath the willow tree
A chocolate egg, wrapped in colored thread and moss—
No one had come by here; it wasn’t free;
But left with care, like a gift left ‘neath a cross.
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She cracked its shell, to find a folded note
“Forgive, though chills may sometimes linger.”
Handwritten script, in broad, red strokes of hope
“Renewal waits, though the doubtful heart will shiver.”
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