Before this beautiful Easter morn,
The farmers have planted their crops of corn,
The Trees are blooming, the leaves peeping green,
Never a more beautiful morn was seen,
All the birds are singing their songs so sweet,
As if they had come Easter Day to greet,
The streams are flowing gaily along,
Softly singing their sweet Easter songs,
The timid rabbits are hopping about,
Like a crowd of school boys when turned out,
The children are playing egg hunt in the grass,
And they stand up straight to feel the breeze pass,
I have just one word more to say,
I wish you all a Happy Easter Day.
Happy Easter from the Bienville Parish Journal
Source: The Natchitoches Times, March 25, 1921, p.6.