Discarded, thought lost
One time it meant more

Presently old and worn
Cast aside in a drawer

Forgotten through years
Its value diminished

Tarnish eclipsing
A once lustrous finish

Stem and shoulder chipped
Bow battered and worn

The latch set corroded
Long since forlorn

Unexpectedly found
Warmth comfort and trust

Held now in her hand
“Keep it safe please, you must.”

My guardian, she
It remains hers alone

She safeguards the key
That unlocks her home

After countless time filled
with false stops and starts

My love tightly holds
The key to my heart