One by One
As the first years came to an end,
the firmly planted did move and bend
The first ones wiggled and wobbled, loose and small
It was a shock as they started to fall
Oh no! Are they leaving me forever? Don't go!
The joy in growing old came slow and soon the cave began to show,
them one by one, achy and unsteady,
abandoning their places when they were ready
But what about me? Was I prepared?
It was time to face what must be fared
Natural growth was occurring, true,
although I didn't always want it to
The gaps became obvious as the years went on
Was my childhood innocence lost, gone?
My happiness presented a vast, open space
Would they ever be replaced?
As the fairy came, and I grew tall,
I missed my teeth, I missed them all