By: Tenderheart, Arielle, VA6103
My name is Arielle. I am an AHG Tenderheart. I love losing my teeth and I can’t stand having a wiggly tooth in my mouth. My mother is always complaining that when I have a loose tooth my fingers are always in my mouth. She even warns me that if I wiggle it too much before it is ready, my new tooth will take forever to come in and fill my gap. I still keep wiggling.
As my squad was working on our Creative writing badge and I had just lost a tooth, I thought that this poem would be appropriate.
A tooth fell out, and left a space
So big my tongue could touch my face.
Every time I smile, I show
a space where my tooth did grow.
I miss my tiny tooth as you might guess
But happy day, I have to brush one less.
And even though I might look funny.
The tooth fairy left me money!