Easter Egg Hunt

Today is Day 19 of National Poetry Month. I decided to write a nonet poem in which there are 9 lines with 9 syllables in the first line, 8 syllables in the second line, 7 syllables in the third, and so on until the last line that only has one syllable. 

Easter Egg Hunt

By Candace Shultz

I wrapped my arms around her until

the man said, "Go!" Then she ran and

grabbed an egg. Turning, twisting,

and bumping into kids,

she grabbed three more. Then

she opened them, 

but they were

empty

eggs.