The Golden Key #fantasy #poetry

shiny key 1

I was a golden key

fashioned just after time was turned

and I knew I had a purpose

 but forgot all I had learned. 

I placed myself in large  hands

of those who perchance might  serve

but one after another

got what they deserved.

And so I hung despondent

 on a cold and lifeless  tree

hoping for an answer

and one that would set me free.

I heard someone so cheerful

but she was  so very young.

“What can a child do

when the others failed all and one.”

The sun hit just right

and she reached and stretched her hand.

She and I both surprised

for her height seemed to expand. 

“I heard a story once,”

her voice so sweet and low.

“Yes,grandmother knew it well.

A key with a golden glow.

I dont remember all

but let me linger now.

We will go back and see

what if time had cast a spell.”

So the girl and I sat

for a long and timeless while

but I really did not mind

she had such a winsome smile.

“Yes, I remember”

she patted me in her palm.

“You open up a place

by singing a forgotten song.”

She hummed and sang the songs

 all the ones she had been told

and as I watched before me

this small child got very old.

She held me and it warmed me

and I began to glow.

 A gnarled and weary door

in the tree began to show. 

“There it is in the middle”

a keyhole she did find

and I was oh so happy

to at last meet my own kind.

We passed through the door together

she transformed into herself

so fairy like her beauty

and I a greenish elf. 

*****

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