Handlebar | #NaPoWriMo | Day 22

wrapped around the handlebar
sisters seethed in jealousy
warm in her new metal cloak
she couldn’t figure the fallacy
though she loved the cute caress
that came her way often now
chills from her sisters made her
wonder what changed, how?
was it her new friend that
made them become so cold?
should she have not befriended
green jingles around the fold?
time had promised all would
fine tune themselves well, soon
but she was scared to survive
this way, night, night after noon
so much had changed when
they met henna the other day
celebrations had run long,
lovable despite everything ‘may’
in the wedlock chaos that ensued
for the ten little sisters, them
handlebar was the only constant
keeping them safe by hem

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