Your love is a reminder,
Of my Easters' long ago.
A child looking for a basket,
Searching high and low.

It seemed so difficult to find,
Yet, Mom and Dad would never tell.
They said, "appreciation is the greater,
Finding something hidden well."

That lesson always stuck with me,
As I patiently searched for you.
At times the road was difficult,
To where I've journeyed to.

You are the Easter Basket,
That God tucked away.
I do appreciate your love,
Every passing day.