Metaphor Poem

Blow Pop

My Dad is the stick
Looked over most of the time
But the base of the sucker,
He holds us up

My Mom is the wrapper.
Holding the candy inside,
keeping us fresh and safe

My brothers are the candied part
If you wear away at them for too long
They will slice you with their words
The same way the sucker slices the roof of your mouth
They are hard and strong

And I,
Am the bubble gum center.
The best part of the family,
And the center of it all.