Now there is one. Then there were two. Brother ate the purple one, Then there was one. Egg Poem Eggs come in many sizes. Eggs hold some big surprises, Speckled, brown, white, or blue.
Eggs hold babies that are new.
Finding a Treat Hippy hop, hippity hop. And then I'll sit right down and eat. And a bow will make it fine. We'll fasten on some ribbons, All pretty pink and blue, Then we'll take a picture, And I'll give it to you. On an Easter morning.