I asked my husband for dark chocolate eggs.
Milk chocolate speckled? Not a substitute.
The grocery store is out of what I love…

So few can understand dark chocolate love!
Not coconut or cream for Easter eggs.
My taste buds and my heart won’t substitute.

Though as a child, I took the substitute,
I won’t deny the treats I truly love.
Of all things out of stock, why now these eggs?

Yet Easter eggs can’t substitute for love!

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This poem is another
Tritina
and very true. 🙂