Monday, September 12, 2011

Dental Hygienist Poem


I learned in school the tricks of this trade,
To keep teeth clean, the ones God made.
I try and am as gentle as can be,
Even the children love to see me!!
All the day people come,
To wait their turn to check their gum.
Children like my special chair,
The one that goes up and down in the air.
Kids say it feels like there's no gravity,
They play outer space while I check for cavities!!
I could have been a doctor or chemist,
But I'm glad I chose to be a dental hygienist!


-Heidi Divine