In my heart's shelf by a. gautam she's yellowing in the palm, spotted, and wrinkled around the edges. the creases and crevasses of wisdom are scattered along the sagging skin. she's transforming. my favorite book of poems— leather-bound, ornamented, sprinkled with gold, more beautiful than old. she's wizened. her bookmarks are my visas— journeys stamped in rhymes. her toothless smile is like a lost index page. even the wind can shuffle her, as she sits by the window. but, oh the music bursts out of her words— the soothing, haunting sounds, melodies of her breath in sighs and lullabies. my mother is my epic. read these lines from the poem: her toothless smile / is like a lost index page. what does this simile mean? question 2 options: she appears like a book that is missing the last page. she appears to have lost both her teeth and her index finger. she appears like a book that has its charm and novelty. she appears to need dentures to fix her toothless smile.