Keeper of Keys

by Everlasting   Nov 27, 2014


First, I was a can of soda,
bubbly and sweet,
but later, I was a can of soda,
that became squashed by your feet.
Empty and with nothing else to give,
someone found me,
and recycled me
to become a keychain
held by their hand.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    This poem strikes me as powerful because of the relative meaning it holds in today's society. We are all keen to recycle now, and to really make use of things that no longer have a use with their sole purpose, and this poem shows how one such thing, can become something so beautiful and meaningful to someone else. The contrast of the two items is also very powerful, to be something that is thrown on the ground, and stomped on, to becoming something very precious and carefully held by someone's hands. Beautiful write.

  • 9 years ago

    by BlueJay

    This is beautifully penned very excellently told and stunning in its own ways. I love the imagery and how unique this is. I agree this should be in a greeting card somewhere and im glad it got nominated, wonderfully penned.

  • 9 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Wow - I love this!

    This one needs added to a greeting card!!

  • 9 years ago

    by John Doe

    Great use on an everyday thing to create something so beautiful. Absolutely love it.

  • 9 years ago

    by gumshuda

    Agree with senyru.....
    What a great poem...I wish I could develop such talent in me too.....

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