No signs of life on Easter morning, not what you'd expect.
Is everyone in church?  If so, that's fine with me.  Various
Commitments had us have the kids come yesterday to let
The grandkids search for eggs out on the lawn.  The aftermath
Of  their rampaging, toys and partly eaten food across
The lawn and in the house, confronts me in my solitude.
I tidy up before the rain, at peace.  I won't say resurrected.
Still, with obligations met, with no one near with needs to meet,
I pause beneath this dreary sky to wonder if I am.