Tooth Fairy Poem by Mark Heathcote

Did you believe in the tooth fairy?
I remember a time when I did
at first, I had those moments of disbelief
didn't-we-all baby, didn't-we-all
isn't it wonderful to be innocent?
Isn't it wonderful being small?
Hiding under grandma's kitchen table
climbing those Eiger mountainous stairs
counting your pennies, believing,
believing in fairies, believing teardrops
are only missing parts of a rainbow
that'll never cross your path again.
Just like your grandma's kisses
now, like your milk teeth have long been gone.
Did you believe in the tooth fairy?
I did, but not for very long.