Clara wrote a poem for Easter in class which she read out in St Peter's church. Rev. Chris liked it so much that he said he was going to use the ending as an Easter prayer.

Go and start again. Re-write your story. Easter is when melancholy ends and happiness begins. Easter is when a foe fades and a friend arrives   Go and start again. Easter is when a blood sea evaporates and crystal blue stream rises. Easter is when death is the shadow at your heels and life is the magnet pulling you forwards. Easter is when a daffodil is a blooming flower, not a weed When a nettle is not an aggressor, but a protector.   Go and start again. Easter is when trees do not groan and leaves to not sigh. Easter is when new life begins and new light expands.   Go and start again. Think not of the cross as a sign of death but as the symbol of everlasting hope leaving you a blank page to define your new life.