The Key

A really short poem about one particular key.
A key is like a clue
Gold or black

Wondering
"When will I go into that dark hole again?"

Waiting
All day long to let the person in

"Here is your house, enjoy"
He says with an air of importance

And out he comes again
He is proud

By Francesca Blewett
Published: 5/30/2008 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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