The Curious Incident Of The Hard Boiled Easter Eggs

The pretty painted egg

cracked open with ease

as the toddler’s grip

-too firm-

set it amongst the others

in the glorious basket

of the elegant table setting

Now-

a messy yolk

not one of yellow harmony

but of discord and disdain

tarnished the beauty of the others…

dripping

messy

-a mixture of tears-

His fellow inmate

-having lived in the cold cell next to him for days-

had bragged:

“I’m stronger and firmer

I just won’t crack-

you’ll see”

And sure enough

it was true

but what the pretty one

failed to say at that moment

was that

“beauty, my dear,

will only get you so far.”

“Don’t let your brains get boiled away.”