He Who Holds the Key
He who holds the key to my heart has no idea how much he really owns. He is
my unsung hero, my life’s big meaning in the crazy world we share. He holds my
hopes and my dreams for the little ones we’ve barred. If anything were to ever
change, my life’s unbalance would spin out of control forever taking over all the
wonderful things we behold. In saying all that is true the key he holds only he and
our children will ever be allowed to use.
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