Metaphor for a Family
My family is like the braces that occupy my teeth.
My dad is the expander that expands our world.
My mom is the wire in the family that holds us all together.
My older sister Michelle is the color of my braces that shows all of her beauty inside of her.
My sister Karen is the brackets that stay and never go.
I am the cricked teeth in the family that get fixed.
My little brother Joe is the rubber bands the final touch of the family.