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The hen is expecting; hinting at spring,
She sits on her nest as Easter bells ring.
Six little eggs tucked in cozy and snug,
Underneath Mother’s feathers like a big hug.
The chicks start to peep still stuck in their shells;
Mother hen hears their sound above all the bells.
Then she clucks back, answering their calls,
Encouraging them to break through their walls.
The first chick starts pecking until there’s a crack;
As her head peeks out, everything looks black.
The chick feels tired but she’s almost done,
As she makes her final push she knows she’s won.
As the morning bells fade away,
I go to check and I see,
A mother hen and six chicks peering up at me!
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