The Day After Easter

It rained. On new beginnings. So they may flourish into beautiful things. A certain peace was felt from within. The fragrance of an Easter lily lingered in the air. A few colored eggs remained in a basket on the kitchen table. Along with sweet memories of laughter and chocolate bunnies. And it seemed as if life was renewed once again. It was possible to start over–to have a second chance. To resurrect lost dreams.

© 2016 magicofwords

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