Book Ends

My spine may be broken My binding unbound I hold truth, lies and knowledge While making nary a sound I can be heard in your head Without saying a word I'm a key to the lock I've opened many a door I can be held in your hand And hold different meanings to each I remain in the dark Until you open me I will show you the truth Or allow you to pretend I encompass it all Within my book ends My pages may yellow From years of hard use The more worn the more loved It's not due to abuse I can be adorned with a ribbon And to my owner I'm prized To help mark the spot That comforts my heart through my eyes So pass me on down To your family or friend So they may continue the joy Held within my book ends