A Key To the Past
A key touched my heart I found in the drawer.
A key made me start to remember before.
Well used and patinad, it's one of a kind.
My heart starts to reel as my thoughts come to mind.
It's opened the door many times in my life.
To a place where I knew I was safe from the strife.
You just never know what you'll find when you clean.
It's surprizing what a key to the past can mean.
I woke up this morning one day further beyond.
I found this key, not unlike a magic wond.
It tansports me to a time and day.
Where the past can't be changed, no matter what you say.
I can't help but wonder what present keys will bring.
When I clean out this drawer next time, what truth will ring?
A key just as simple as simple can be.
Leaves me simply grateful for the effect it's had on me.
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