12 Beautiful Easter Poems To Get You Into The Holiday Spirit

This Sunday, Christians around the world will celebrate Jesus' resurrection with prayer, worship services, Easter egg hunts, and probably too much chocolate. On top of the religious cause for the holiday, Easter is a time for families to come together and reconnect a few months after the Christmas season. While you and your family celebrate with a big meal, open Easter baskets, and watch the kids search tirelessly for hidden eggs, you might want to read some festive and beautiful poems on Easter Sunday.

Poets have a way of perfectly expressing the true meaning of holidays (whether it's religious and the collective feelings they rouse. Unlike Christmas, there aren't many Easter movies that gather families around the TV for two solid hours of bonding, considering The Passion of the Christ isn't exactly a feel-good family flick. So, the best way to garner the same type of holiday spirit on Easter Sunday is to read a poem to your loved ones that will invoke the meaning of the day and leave everyone in a good mood.

Here are 12 Easter poems to choose from, all of which will perfectly set the mood for your holiday gathering or allow you to personally prepare for the chocolaty treats to come:

"Easter Bunny" by Leanne Guenther

With a hip and a hop —Easter bunny won't you stop,At my house to hide some yummy little eggs.

Then you'll jump out and run —Down the street for some fun,Zippity quick on your fuzzy, furry legs.

To hide treats for the others —Boys and girls — even mothers,Treats galore packed in baskets and bright bags!

"I Feel It In The Air" by Edna Reed

I know it's Easter time again,I feel it in the air.The breath of spring with woodsy tang,And new life everywhere.And spring glides on with magic touchO'er mountain side and glen;And wakens all the sleeping plantsFor Easter time again.

The brooklets leap from rock to rock,As if in joyful play;The flowers peep from darkened tombsTo welcome Easter Day.The birds are swinging on the boughs,And trill in ecstasy;They seem to show the world's great joyOf Easter mystery.

Why should we dreadthe thing called death?It's just an open door,Where all within is love and peaceAnd joy forever more."Because I live, you too shall live,"We hear the Savior say.Let's consecrate our lives anew,On this glad Easter Day.

"Meeting The Easter Bunny" by Rowena Bennett

On Easter morn at early dawnbefore the cocks were crowingI met a bob-tail bunnykinand asked where he was going."Tis in the house and out the housea-tispy, tipsy-toeing,Tis round the house and 'bout the housea-lightly I am going.""But what is that of every hueyou carry in your basket?""Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue;I wonder that you ask it."Tis chocolate eggs and bonbon eggsand eggs of red and gray,For every child in every houseon bonny Easter day."He perked his ears and winked his eyeand twitched his little nose;He shook his tail — what tail he had —and stood up on his toes."I must be gone before the sun;the east is growing gray;Tis almost time for bells to chime." —So he hippety-hopped away.

"Easter Love" by Joanna Fuchs

On Easter we celebrate love,love coming down from heaven,love blanketing the earthin a transforming embrace;unique and infinite love,giving more than we can imaginefor us, to cleanse our sin,a perfect sacrifice, Lamb of God,the walking, talking Word.He is teacher, role model, friend,this God in human form,dying, then rising from the dead,proving all who believewill also riseto have eternal life, with Him,Lord of all.Oh, Happy, Happy Easter!

"I Had An Easter Bunny" by Nicholas Gordon

Easter is a time of love, A time of death and pain undone, So we may know the power of The love that lives in each one. Each love we feel, unstained and free, Redeems us — as with you and me.

"Patience" by Bobbie Katz

Chocolate Easter bunnyIn a jelly bean nest,I'm saving you for very lastBecause I love you best.I'll only take a nibbleFrom the tip of your earAnd one bite from the other sideSo that you won't look queer.Yum, your'e so delicious!I didn't mean to eatYour chocolate tail till Tuesday.Ooops! There go your feet!I wonder how your back tastesWith all that chocolate hair.I never thought your tummyWas only filled with air!Chocolate Easter bunnyIn a jelly bean nest,I'm saving you for very lastBecause I love you best.

"Some Things That Easter Brings" by Elsie Parrish

Easter duck and Easter chick,Easter eggs with chocolate thick.

Easter hats for one and all,Easter Bunny makes a call!

Happy Easter always bringsSuch a lot of pleasant things.

"Colouring Easter Eggs" by Sarah Benedetti

I take an eggAll shiny whiteAnd then I dipIt out of sight.

I leave it thereWithin the cupThen after a minuteI pick it up.

And oh!It's a lovelyShade of green!The prettiest Easter eggI've ever seen.

"Bunnies" by Ena Hawken

Every little bunnyHas a habit that is funny.

It doesn’t matter where he goesHe always wrinkles up his nose.

"My Chocolate Bunny" by Suzanne Tillman

I love you chocolate bunny, dear,I think I'll nibble on your ear.And it won't do you any harm,If I nibble on your arm.

I don't think anyone will knowIf I nibble on your toe.Oh, chocolate bunny, you're so sweet,I think I'll nibble on your feet.

You're better than an Easter Egg.I think I'll nibble on your leg.I love you chocolate bunny so,Oh no! Where did my bunny go?

"An Easter Wish" by John L. Sarna

May the sun rise early and be brighton this Easter holy day...For the Lord has subdued the nightand saved us from death's decay.

This day is filled with gladnessour Christ has risen from His earthy tombAll creatures rejoice in sheer happiness...we now have hope where there once was gloom.

"Easter Day" by Oscar Wilde

The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:The people knelt upon the ground with awe:And borne upon the necks of men I saw,Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome.Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam,And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red,Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head:In splendour and in light the Pope passed home.My heart stole back across wide wastes of yearsTo One who wandered by a lonely sea,And sought in vain for any place of rest:'Foxes have holes, and every bird its nest,I, only I, must wander wearily,And bruise my feet, and drink wine salt with tears.

Let these lovely words serenade your Easter Sunday.