The Key To the Heart
It's something meant to cherish,
And is guarded, Oh, so well.
The contents one will find inside
Reflect this foreign cell.
On its door contains a lock
Made entirely of solid gold.
Only one is able to open it
And find treasures unforetold.
Some hold tightly to its value
And they keep it close to heart,
While others may give it freely
Right off from the very start.
The thought to hold onto to
Guide you through each day,
Is to wait for that treasure
Of equal value, to exchange
On one's wedding day.
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