My Missing Keys
        by Summer Wind is Healing   (goldylocks@Writing.Com)

                My Missing Keys
     

      One Friday night I went to the show.
      When the movie was over, I got up to go.
      I reached in my purse for the keys to my door.
      I couldn't find them! Did they fall on the floor?
      I got down on the rug, searched on my knees,
      crawled past feet saying, "Excuse me please!"
      I searched all the rows and I started to panic,
      couldn't find my keys and got quite frantic.
      I stood to my feet with a cough and a sneeze.
      My giggling husband was dangling my keys.



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