I Lost My Tooth
on a Double Decker Bus
He will always have this story.
On our way to Camden Town,
small, crowded shops line the river.
Snaking footsteps
wind in and out of doors.
The steam from food vendors,
rises in fragrant clouds,
invoking hunger.
From behind me I hear
a joyous shout.
“I lost another tooth!”
says our youngest.
Without the school nurse’s
plastic treasure chest on hand,
I carefully save the tooth
in a plastic bag.
The bus stops
for a new adventure.
A new smile takes it all in.
Cristina M. R. Norcross
Copyright 2014
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