18 Best Easter Poems That Will Help You Celebrate the Season

Easter Sunday is marked by so many beautiful things: family, warm weather and reflection. Some people will spend their morning at church, remembering the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, while others will be with the kids, hunting for eggs all around the backyard.Regardless of how you’ll spend the day, take a minute to celebrate all the things the season has to offer by reading one of these beautiful Easter poems. With short rhymes you can easily write to a friend in an Easter card, as well as bunny-inspired poems for kids and church-friendly verses, these Easter poems are bound to inspire you throughout the day. If you’re looking for more ways to mark Easter, you can also look at our Easter quotes and Instagram captions. We also have some sweet ideas for Easter wishes you can send your friends, family and neighbors.

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Short Easter poems to share with friends”Go through this two lined Easter themed poem and start hiding your own Easter eggs.” —Kyle Mitchell.”Go through this beautiful poem and awaken yourself with a new hope and belief that you can yourself heal the ways of the world with your own individualized will.” — Del “Abe” Jones”The very first Easter taught us this: that life never ends and love never dies.” —Katie McGahan “The air is like a butterfly With frail blue wings. The happy earth looks at the sky. And sings.” — Joyce Kilmer

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Religious Easter poems “Celebrate Our SaviorOn Easter morn, we celebrate our Savior;Whatever people seek in Him, they find.In history, there has never been anotherSo holy, sacrificial, good and kind.His resurrection makes us all immortal;In heaven, we’ll be together with our King.Eternally we’ll share in all His blessings;Happy Easter! Jesus Christ is everything!” — Joanna Fuchs”If in that Syrian garden, ages slain,You sleep, and know not you are dead in vain,Nor even in dreams behold how dark and brightAscends in smoke and fire by day and nightThe hate you died to quench and could but fan,Sleep well and see no morning, son of man.But if, the grave rent and the stone rolled by,At the right hand of majesty on highYou sit, and sitting so remember yetYour tears, your agony and bloody sweat,Your cross and passion and the life you gave,Bow hither out of heaven and see and save.” — A. E. Housman”A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.Or I guess if is the handkerchief of the Lord,A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that wemay see and remark, and say Whose?” — Walt Whitman”Jesus rose on Easter day,The stone by his tomb was rolled away.He conquered death upon that day,And He lives again to show us the way. ” — Kelly Roper “The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:The people knelt upon the ground with awe:And borne upon the necks of men I saw,Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome.Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam,And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red,Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head:In splendor and in light the Pope passed home.” — Oscar Wilde”Am I a stone, and not a sheep, That I can stand, O Christ, beneath thy cross, To number drop by drop Thy Blood’s slow loss, And yet not weep?Not so those women loved Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee; Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly; Not so the thief was moved;Not so the Sun and Moon Which hid their faces in a starless sky, A horror of great darkness at broad noon– I, only I.Yet give not o’er, But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock; Greater than Moses, turn and look once more And smite a rock.” — Christina Rossetti”Easter is a time of love,A time of death and pain undone, So we may know the power of The love that lives in each one. Each love we feel, unstained and free, Redeems us — as with you and me.” — Nicholas Gordon

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Easter poems for children”You may think that this sounds funny,But why do we get eggs from the Easter bunny?Shouldn’t there be an Easter ChickenWith her scrawny legs a-kickin’As she rushes around in a whirlLeaving eggs for each boy and girl?” — Kelly Roper”The grass is greenand you are blue,so why oh whycan’t I find you?One plastic eggleft to find.I must keep looking,no candy gets left behind!” — Michele Meleen”The first little rabbit went hop, hop, hop.I said to the first rabbit, “Stop, stop, stop!”The second little rabbit went run, run, run.I said to the second rabbit, “Fun, fun, fun!”The third little rabbit went thump, thump, thump.I said to the third rabbit, “Jump, jump, jump!”The fourth little rabbit went sniff, sniff, snuff.I said to the fourth rabbit, “That is enough!”The fifth little rabbit went creep, creep, creep.I said to the fifth rabbit, “It’s time to sleep!” — Anonymous”With a hip and a hop—Easter bunny won’t you stop,At my house to hide some yummy little eggs.Then you’ll jump out and run –Down the street for some fun,Zippity quick on your fuzzy, furry legs.To hide treats for the others –Boys and girls –even mothers,Treats galore packed in baskets and bright bags!” — Leanne Guenther”She walked among the daffodils,Eyes piercing.Somewhere there was a treasureHidden within the yellow sea;And there it was,A silvery slip of oval goodnessEncasing a sweet wonderHer fingertips could barely freeFrom its grasp.Treasure found, she added it toThe basket filled with other such wonders,A secret smile spreading across her face.” —Julie Craig“I think of the garden after the rain;And hope to my heart comes singing,At morn the cherry-blooms will be white,And the Easter bells be ringing!” —Edna Dean Proctor”What Easter IsSweet chocolate rabbitsPretty spring flowersBaskets full of candy.A promise of the futureA gift to receiveA beautiful, perfect plan.Winter now is overEaster at last is hereLife has been renewed.” —Sharon Hendricks

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Easter Sunday is marked by so many beautiful things: family, warm weather and reflection. Some people will spend their morning at church, remembering the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, while others will be with the kids, hunting for eggs all around the backyard.

Regardless of how you’ll spend the day, take a minute to celebrate all the things the season has to offer by reading one of these beautiful Easter poems. With short rhymes you can easily write to a friend in an Easter card, as well as bunny-inspired poems for kids and church-friendly verses, these Easter poems are bound to inspire you throughout the day.

If you’re looking for more ways to mark Easter, you can also look at our Easter quotes and Instagram captions. We also have some sweet ideas for Easter wishes you can send your friends, family and neighbors.

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Short Easter poems to share with friends

  • “Go through this two lined Easter themed poem and start hiding your own Easter eggs.” —Kyle Mitchell.
  • “Go through this beautiful poem and awaken yourself with a new hope and belief that you can yourself heal the ways of the world with your own individualized will.” — Del “Abe” Jones
  • “The very first Easter taught us this: that life never ends and love never dies.” —Katie McGahan
  • “The air is like a butterfly With frail blue wings. The happy earth looks at the sky. And sings.” — Joyce Kilmer
    colorful easter eggs

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    Religious Easter poems

    “Celebrate Our Savior

    On Easter morn, we celebrate our Savior;

    Whatever people seek in Him, they find.

    In history, there has never been another

    So holy, sacrificial, good and kind.

    His resurrection makes us all immortal;

    In heaven, we’ll be together with our King.

    Eternally we’ll share in all His blessings;

    Happy Easter! Jesus Christ is everything!” — Joanna Fuchs


    “If in that Syrian garden, ages slain,

    You sleep, and know not you are dead in vain,

    Nor even in dreams behold how dark and bright

    Ascends in smoke and fire by day and night

    The hate you died to quench and could but fan,

    Sleep well and see no morning, son of man.

    But if, the grave rent and the stone rolled by,

    At the right hand of majesty on high

    You sit, and sitting so remember yet

    Your tears, your agony and bloody sweat,

    Your cross and passion and the life you gave,

    Bow hither out of heaven and see and save.” — A. E. Housman


    “A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;

    How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.

    I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.

    Or I guess if is the handkerchief of the Lord,

    A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,

    Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that we

    may see and remark, and say Whose?” — Walt Whitman


    “Jesus rose on Easter day,

    The stone by his tomb was rolled away.

    He conquered death upon that day,

    And He lives again to show us the way. ” — Kelly Roper


    “The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:

    The people knelt upon the ground with awe:

    And borne upon the necks of men I saw,

    Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome.

    Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam,

    And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red,

    Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head:

    In splendor and in light the Pope passed home.” — Oscar Wilde


    “Am I a stone, and not a sheep,
    That I can stand, O Christ, beneath thy cross,
    To number drop by drop Thy Blood’s slow loss,
    And yet not weep?

    Not so those women loved
    Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;
    Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly;
    Not so the thief was moved;

    Not so the Sun and Moon
    Which hid their faces in a starless sky,
    A horror of great darkness at broad noon–
    I, only I.

    Yet give not o’er,
    But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;
    Greater than Moses, turn and look once more
    And smite a rock.” — Christina Rossetti


    “Easter is a time of love,

    A time of death and pain undone,

    So we may know the power of The love that lives in each one.

    Each love we feel, unstained and free,

    Redeems us — as with you and me.” — Nicholas Gordon

    a half unwrapped easter egg on a pink background

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    Easter poems for children

    “You may think that this sounds funny,

    But why do we get eggs from the Easter bunny?

    Shouldn’t there be an Easter Chicken

    With her scrawny legs a-kickin’

    As she rushes around in a whirl

    Leaving eggs for each boy and girl?” — Kelly Roper


    “The grass is green

    and you are blue,

    so why oh why

    can’t I find you?

    One plastic egg

    left to find.

    I must keep looking,

    no candy gets left behind!” — Michele Meleen


    “The first little rabbit went hop, hop, hop.
    I said to the first rabbit, “Stop, stop, stop!”
    The second little rabbit went run, run, run.
    I said to the second rabbit, “Fun, fun, fun!”
    The third little rabbit went thump, thump, thump.
    I said to the third rabbit, “Jump, jump, jump!”
    The fourth little rabbit went sniff, sniff, snuff.
    I said to the fourth rabbit, “That is enough!”
    The fifth little rabbit went creep, creep, creep.
    I said to the fifth rabbit, “It’s time to sleep!” — Anonymous


    “With a hip and a hop—
    Easter bunny won’t you stop,
    At my house to hide some yummy little eggs.
    Then you’ll jump out and run –
    Down the street for some fun,
    Zippity quick on your fuzzy, furry legs.
    To hide treats for the others –
    Boys and girls –even mothers,
    Treats galore packed in baskets and bright bags!” — Leanne Guenther


    “She walked among the daffodils,
    Eyes piercing.
    Somewhere there was a treasure
    Hidden within the yellow sea;
    And there it was,
    A silvery slip of oval goodness
    Encasing a sweet wonder
    Her fingertips could barely free
    From its grasp.
    Treasure found, she added it to
    The basket filled with other such wonders,
    A secret smile spreading across her face.” —Julie Craig


    “I think of the garden after the rain;

    And hope to my heart comes singing,

    At morn the cherry-blooms will be white,

    And the Easter bells be ringing!” —Edna Dean Proctor


    “What Easter Is
    Sweet chocolate rabbits
    Pretty spring flowers
    Baskets full of candy.
    A promise of the future
    A gift to receive
    A beautiful, perfect plan.
    Winter now is over
    Easter at last is here
    Life has been renewed.” —Sharon Hendricks

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