Treasure Chest Poem by Holly Moon

The treasure chest lies abandoned and forgotten
In the attic of the old house
Covered in dust and rust
Locked with a heavy padlock
Wonder what's inside
Sure to be memories and secrets hidden from all eyes
Sure not to be treasure of the conventional kind
Gold nuggets, coins or diamonds
Guess it holds treasures of another kind
Photos, papers or love letter
Interesting to find out
I look for a tool
To break open the lock
Bang as I might, not a dent do I make
I find a saw to cut through the lock
Finally it breaks open
And you'll never guess what secret it holds
Secrets of old, stories untold.