Golden Mittens

Golden mittens covered her hands, as a shiny protective coat.
Her hands, shaky, unstable, and boney, can barely support the weight of the golden mittens.
But she must wear the golden mittens because the golden mittens give her life.
The golden mittens ARE her life.
The golden mittens cured her.
The golden mittens gave her happiness.
Although it is painful and sometimes difficult to bear, she must wear the golden mittens.
The golden mittens covered her hands, holding the knife, dripping with his blood.