Poem-A-Day, April 4th

Write a history poem.

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Heastery

i still remember
five-four-five
shallow cove road,
the house of my early
childhood.
easter morning
bright and sunny
dress in fresh clothes
from grandma W.
come down the stairs
to find the baskets
already overflowing
with chocolate
(which i loved)
and jelly beans
(which i gave
to my brother).
then hunt for eggs,
candy-filled
and hard-boiled,
and eat to our hearts'
content.
i try to recreate
this memory
but nothing,
even family,
can make me
a 6-year-old
again.