jan oskar hansen


The Waiter - Poem by jan oskar hansen

A man with no teeth served me breakfast
he began to smile, but thought better of
it, his lips disappeared into his mouth;
his eyelids fluttered though, as blinking
away tears. had lost his teeth when out
diving in the lake, near the hotel, silt had
made it impossible to find his dentures
Now he had to work double shift to save
up and pay for a new set; he could have
sold his car to pay for them, but to be seen
on a bus, now at forty, people would think
he was a loser. Just you wait, smirking
guests with perfect dentures, soon he’ll be
able to dazzle you with his mighty grin.

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  • (7/27/2007 3:36:00 PM)


    Something in life to look forward to is but to one day at last to be able to smile out in public without being embearassed or teased and made fun of. Fear is nothing more but a jumping off springboard for paranoia. I am so glad that he will once again be able to smile without having to think twice about it. Great little cute poem of hope. God bless all poets-MJG. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 27, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011


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