'Skeleton Key' Poem by Linda Winchell

While visiting my Grandma's home today
I came upon an old treasure chest of drawers.
I tried to pull one small drawer open
but it was locked, as I pulled it towards.

It had a funny kind of golden colored lock face
sort of like a skeleton I once saw on halloween.
It was not like anything I remember viewing
like nothing I'd ever seen!

Later that night I asked my Grandma
why this chest of drawers was locked?
She said she didn't remember just why
but she would get the key for me to unlock.

That night, right after dinner
Grandma came to me
With something clutched in her hand.
It was a long slender piece of a metal thing
with a face on the top, that looked like a skeleton man!

She said it was called a Skeleton Key
and possibly an antique, she thought by now.
It was a gift for her and Grandpa, on their wedding day
filled with Grandpa's old things and her mothers
handmade embroidery and crochet.

As I placed the key into the lock
there was a pile of photos of me and Grandpa, when I was small.
Grandma said that Grandpa kept them of me
and when he was sick, would sit and look at them all.

There were many other treasures, lying in those drawers
but the best one that I could see
Was the gift of opening up this treasured chest of drawers
and the memories viewed, with Grandpa's old Skeleton Key.