The sidewalks on Easter
are empty for the most part.
Few well-dressed parishioners
walk to and from their churches.
A **** woman with red lips.
wearing a little dress and heels,
she carries a cake. Her stressful frown
indicates she's marching
to the obligatory family dinner.
The sun shines bright
and the light breeze carries the chill
of lost friends.
In the distance, one can almost hear
voices call out in unison,
"He is risen!"

–Ron Gavalik