Easter, renewal, restore, adore!

There is something magical about Spring time cleaning,
Cause I don’t usually see where those dust balls lurk.
I get giddy, and my new mop starts reeling,
While listening to jazz, - I get to work.

Besides renewing upholstery wallpaper and such,
Old tables and chairs get restored.
No task is too big, no cleaning too much,
That spanking new feeling, I just adore.

And then when everything twinkles like stars,
And my reflection is everywhere to see,
We start on scrubbing the garage and the cars,
Hard to believe, but it makes us happy.

And finally the tulips are put in the vase,
And the Easter eggs are laid in a bowl.
Out comes the tablecloth with the fine silk lace,
And on top; honey ham, asparagus and sweet rolls.

The next words are a thought:
What does Easter mean to you?