Dental Hygienist Poem by kwane Lamb

Dental Hygienist

I met Debbie today...
On my trip to the V.A.(Veterans Hospital)
Which I was going to delay...

She...hosted me with a smile...
And lecturing me all the while...
In her very polite Debbie style...

She...the Dental Hygienist...
During more then her...
Job...

She was not a hob...nob...
But a 'good will bob'
And this day there was a smile and hell...

As we talked... she...
Wished me well...Keeping that smile...
On her face...

Even during my disgrace...
Making me feel this is the place...
A refuge if you will...

Giving me peace and still...
I am glad I met...Debbie...
A reflextion of women past...

A true hygienist with...
Class...


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