Candy Bag
Life is a box of chocolates, they say
You never know what you'll get.
But I'd say life is a candy bag
Not everything is sweet I’ll bet.
This bag is not full of hugs and Kisses,
for the typical sweet-tooth you are.
But pungent sour comes a bitter sweet
for those flavors make life bizarre.
Grabbing a handful of bonbons and candy,
a sour patch kid sneaks in.
A burst of tart drowns out the sweet
and the form of a frown begins.
You pucker your cheeks, turning red
Your eyes water from the acidity.
But chewing and time will turn it around
As you open to a sweet possibility.
And just as how saccharine confections go quick,
the sour will go too.
But how you deal with these candies
well, that's all up to you.
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