Easter Art Class

I started the day singing

with children I love

placed palettes of paint

paper and brushes

at every seat

to help them celebrate spring

and laughed with them

at their muscled bunnies

sang about their purple rain

pointed out the beauty

of their blue-black storms

and even the red

dripping from the upper edge

of the page

of a fifth-grade girl

old enough

to know how soon

the newly born

face danger.

I hung her work

in the hallway

where it took

its rightful place

among

festive eggs

and pink tulips.