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Please Believe A Little Longer

I'm not ready for you to grow up just yet

By Colleen Millsteed Published 5 years ago 2 min read
Please Believe A Little Longer
Photo by Justine Meyer on Unsplash

Spoiler Alert…….please do not read if you are 8 years old or younger!

All children come to an age

Where they start to question,

Are fairytales really true

Or are they just superstition?

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I remember when my son

Started to disbelieve,

I was not at all ready

For his innocence to leave.

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It all started at 6 years of age

At school his tooth fell out,

His teacher rang to say

That my son had his doubts.

***

He planned to hide his tooth

So that he could see,

If still there in the morning

Then the Tooth Fairy was me.

***

Luckily he told his teacher

Where he planned to hide,

When he woke and found it gone

The Tooth Fairy was justified.

***

So he was once again a believer

But I could see he still was not sure,

So that year at Christmas

Santa Claus helped assure.

***

See Santa left him a gift

At the very end of his bed,

A book about the Tooth Fairy

They are very real it said.

***

So he was now fully convinced

Santa wouldn't lie,

We were out of the woods

Enough to satisfy.

***

Until Easter was just around the corner

My son insisted Easter Bunny was me,

Oh, here we go again

Stay a child a little longer please!

***

On Easter Saturday night

My son said he'd prove it, you'll see,

He sprinkled talcum powder at the door

That's where he'd expect prints to be.

***

When all was quiet that night

I used a stuffed rabbit belonging to my son,

To press rabbit prints through the powder

Oh, once he saw them he'd be stunned.

***

I wearily climbed into bed

My son's innocence still intact,

Was just drifting off to sleep

When I was hit by an important fact.

***

A fact that the rabbit prints showed

Easter Bunny entering through the door,

But there were no other tracks

Showing his exit on the floor.

***

I dived out of bed

And prepared the alternate tracks,

I think I've covered all bases

And again I hit the sack.

***

I was awoken by a loud yell of joy

My son was over the moon to see,

Easter Bunny had visited after all

My son's innocence is still carefree.

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago

    Awww you're like the sweetest mom ever! 💖

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