Poem for the Day - Key Ring by Virginia Hamilton Adair
Poem for the Day
When my grandfather was very old
to one small room confined
he gave me his big bunch of keys to hold.
I asked, " Do they unlock every door there is?
And what would I find inside?"
He answered, "Mysteries and more mysteries.
You can't tell till you've tried."
Then as I swung the heavy ring around
the keys made a chuckling sound.
Key RIng
Virgina Hamilton Adair
