Tweep the Easter Chick

In a cozy coop, nestled in the hay,
Tweep, the Easter chick, was born one day.
With feathers so soft and a beak so sweet,
She pecked at the shell, her heart skipping a beat.

But Tweep was small, and she struggled to stand, Her legs gave up, on every command. She looked up to her mother, who clucked with concern, For she knew Tweep would be in danger, at every turn.

Days went by, and Tweep grew strong, She learned to peck, to chirp, to sing a song. But Easter was coming, and Tweep was afraid, For she'd heard of the foxes who loved to raid.

She watched as her siblings went off to play, But Tweep was afraid and wanted to stay. Her mother said, "You must face your fear, For Easter is coming, and we need you here."

So Tweep took a deep breath and spread her wings, She soared through the air, she heard the birds sing. And when the foxes came, she stood up tall, She squawked and she pecked, and she gave them her all.

The foxes retreated, and Tweep saved the day, She'd overcome her fear in every way. And on Easter morn, she was crowned the best, For she'd shown bravery and passed the test.

So remember, dear friends, when you're feeling small, You can overcome fear and stand up tall. Just like Tweep, with feathers so sweet, You can conquer your worries and your fears defeat.

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