Smile show your teeth
That’s if they are all yours

Smile show your teeth
Smile, show your teeth if they’re truly yours,
Not false or borrowed, no shiny decor.
A few may be missing, or stained with time,
At least they’re yours, not shop-bought grime.
No need for a mask or a gleaming disguise,
Let your smile be real, no need for surprise.
So, show what you’ve got, even if it’s few,
A grin that’s honest, a smile that’s true.
If they’re crooked or chipped, don’t be shy,
They’ve seen some things, don’t ask them why.
A little yellow, a little worn,
Just means they’ve been well-loved and scorned.
So, laugh it off, don’t hide the proof,
Your smile’s the truth, not some fancy spoof.
It may not be perfect, but it’s all yours,
A real smile’s the one that endures.
About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
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