We hardly think about them
They're always in their place
Where we tossed them on a table
Or in their usual space.

We keep them on a ring
And put them in our pocket
We use them to open up
Or use them to lock it.

They're not of much value
But when they are lost
We would gladly buy them back
No matter what the cost.

No one is without them
They're just a part of life
A part we take for granted
There through peace or strife.

But time and chance has changed things
And they're no longer needed
Tears have flowed for things we lost
Life's blessings gone unheeded.

Katrina did that to us
She stole away our need
She took our home and every thing
She only left the keys.

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