Easter Poem

It sounds childish to say,
“What do you believe in?”

I believe in
the tooth fairy,
I believe in
guardian angels.

Sounds pretty outlandish.
And silly.
Like the Easter bunny.
Like spring.

One thing is real
And one thing isn’t.
Both seem impossible.
Your choice which is which.

But what could be more real
Than love?
And not the pastel-colored,
Easter-bunny kind.

The gut-wrenching,
Painful,
Furious,
Brave,
Stubborn kind.

That’s the kind of love I believe in.