that night i threw my keys
into the lake
thinking i found a home.
last night you told me
to find them.
i almost drowned.
tonight i hope to find help
a woman with a dryer
or a clothes line,
sunshine
and a warm breeze.
i still haven't found those keys
and as desperate as i feel
i don't want them
or to stand alone soaked again.
Floyd Crenshaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-keys/
