THIS EASTER

SURPRISED BY A GASP OF WINTER.
DEPRESSED BY UNWELCOME FLURRIES.
SADDENED FROM A MIDWEST FREEZE.
BOWED BUT NOT BROKEN, A TULIP
ENCASED IN ICE, AWAITS A THAW.
PRESSED DOWN BY HIS WEIGHT.
BURDENED ON HIS CROSS BY MINE.
LIGHTENED ALL- BY THE DEATH OF A SON.